Expectation. Ugh. What a word. It doesn’t exactly feel negative, but it certainly isn’t positive either.
I have never had super high expectations of myself. Some will see that as lazy and some as progressive. Truthfully I never really considered it. There were very few things I wanted to be best at, really just two: horseback riding (which I worked hard at, but being the best is expensive) and being an animal mom (which I believe I do pretty darn well at). I’ve always tried my hardest with things I care Continue reading “Lifting the Weight of Expectation”