Regretfully, I am also making this reminder…

A reminder to not forget that success only is achieved via failures. How many failures? Usually a lot. But usually those are little ones only you will remember and no one else will.

I hate saying things like this because I have often hated hearing them.

Another would be to “Never give up”. For the sake of personal wellness, I think there are times to give up. Not everything is meant to last forever. But before giving up, fail a bit, put your best effort in, get support, do what you can, and have that alternative escape plan at least in the works.

My latest fail, at least when it comes to food, was born out of my absolute physiological need not to waste food. Especially food that I have grown myself that would otherwise be completely edible by humans and not just the microorganisms in my compost bin. The carrot haul of this summer (which can be seen on my Instagram) came down to about 2 cups of shredded carrots after putting the rest into carrot cake cimmamon rolls, fried rice, and basic roasting. I had about a cup of applesauce no one was going to eat up, and some spare wheat berries, and a clean Instapot. Put in some soy milk, grain setting for 30 minutes, and high.

A failure in texture and taste. It was sweet enough naturally, but not something I could have for breakfast for a few days in a row. My son and husband are more visual eaters than I am, so no use even trying there. I forgive food a lot when it comes to looks. But the only partial success here was the accidental way I made tofu in little bit peices from the soy milk. Or at least it looked like that.

So to the trash it went after several bites to confirm it didn’t grow on me at least. I gave up.

One step towards success, at the price of left over carrots and applesauce.