My last 30 days have been absolutely insane. I have never grown or learned more in a one month period. Not even close.
This is a NEW HIGH. I want you to be up here with me. Read on to find out how.
You must do at least one of the following each day (not all three):
- Something you fear
- Something you’ve been putting off
- Something you’ve never done before
This results in the ultimate marathon of facing fears and annihilating procrastination.
And I figured, why not? I just moved out of my dorm room at Berea College, and I had put a lot of stuff off in favor of graduating with favorable grades. I needed something to kick my butt into high gear, so I decided to start my 30 DAYS OF FEAR and blog about it to keep me honest.
I immediately made a list of all the things I’ve been putting off, including writing, drawing up directing concepts, looking for jobs, responding and reconnecting with fellow creatives, ect. And I said “This is it, Galen. You are going to get a whole mess of stuff done today.”
And then suddenly it was the end of the day.
To be fair, I was on my feet all day, running around getting stuff done. Most of it involved settling into my new apartment. But I did manage to meet a requirement of the challenge by doing something I had never done before. I made and digested some of the traditional English Yuletide drink, Wassail.
It was the most disgusting thing I ever had in my life.
I got the recipe from Nourished Kitchen and, sure, I did half it and made a few clever substitutions (like using coffee filters instead of butter muslin), but I didn’t really go away from the recipe all that much. It just was really, really disgusting.
My evening wasn’t a complete failure food-wise, I did have some Pork Stew with Hard Cider from Bon Appeitit that turned out well enough. But the Wassail was entirely undrinkable.
So if your friends ever go to a party where there’s Wassail, now you know.
JUST. SAY. No.
So tune in tomorrow for the DAY TWO (OF THIRTY) OF FEAR!!! I’ll be sharing what else on my huge list of procrastination I go done.
On a side note, I know I started this blog as a theatre/writing thing and I just posted about food and that my last post was all about a horror website, so you’re probably all like “What the Hell is this blog suppose to be about?!?!” Really what you can expect is a sampling of all my eclectic interests. Who is Galen Velonis? Just wanted to explain all of the initial inconsistencies.