When I was a kid, there were two things I could NOT do. No matter how many times I tried, I felt inadequate to understand the steps involved in accomplishing either one…they are…
“(x1 w1 + x2 w2. .+ xn wn) / (w1 + w2. . + wn) = Σi = 1 to n (xi wi) / Σi = 1 to n wi” and folding fitted sheets.
The first one is the formula for calculating an overall average. I remember sitting in my basement balling my eyes out because I didnt UNDERSTAAAAAND. My mom eventually gave up we moved on to the next chapter in my 7th grade algebra book. But the trauma lasted much longer.
Like a month ago, I calculated my overall college GPA. Not by using some formula, but by easily sliding into the math involved. I was done and had a moment when I realized what I had accomplished and was in fact stunned. If you had told be beforehand that I would be calculating an overall average, I would have frozen in place, teared up, and begged to do a line equations instead. But afterward, I just felt elated, wanting to go back and reassure my past self that it would all be ok, that my brain would eventually understand, and that it wouldn’t even be that hard.
And now, I’m all being domestic and doing laundry, and I folded a fitted sheet without much Ado At ALL! It almost looks likes its just a regular folded sheet!
Can I call this year a milestone? Can I take a victory lap? Does this mean I can do anything?