Window about plastering

    Someone prepared the mixed for us (and a lot of people where moving from one place to the other, most were very focuses on what they were doing, some were just floating like bubbles). Us… the team would change constantly, some would leave, some new people would come. Some stayed long, some, just a few minutes - ike bubbles that got trapped in a corner and then gravity took them away again -and you will understand why.

   Phill explained and showed the technique. ¨Puff this is going to be really easy ¨we all though. But he warned us not to feel frustrated if the plaster wouldn´t stay and fall. He even gave us a capturing wood.

   Said and done. The stupid mix would refuse to stay. It´s as if they had this marriage with the wood, or the floor and refused to be separated (I think the mix and the roof don´t get along).  
   The one time the mix stays, it is a party !!!

   Soon enough Mercedes starts singing and acting childish. Of course, there is no other way I can act, there simply isn´t (unless I am too sad).

    Facing the frustrations of not being great at something is a challenge. Your brain knows you shouldn´t excel at it – You have never done it before – but your ego wants to be this special creation of the Universe capable of doing anything. I am not that person, I am never the best at anything, I have never mastered any art. And I am OK with it. I like doing a little bit of everything.  

   Facing the frustrations of learning… I guess we forget when we were little and we were trying to walk, run, and talk. 
    But once the mix stays, the reward it is remarkable!

   And when the day ends, your arms are sore, you smell like… I don´t know what. But your team is united, you had fun. And you look at the roof, and you know you finally got the mix and the roof to get along. And the wood and the floor are cool about it. It is a feeling very hard to explain. But I guess everyone who had done something frustrating and rewarding and the same time, will understand.

   At the end you are insanely tired. But it is like my teacher said :

¨ It is like making love, if at the end you are not tired, it was not worth it¨