A little self-disclosure so it doesn't sound like I am repeating platitudes. My parents had high expectations of myself, and expected me to go to grad school, get married and have kids. Well, I did it kind of backwards, and it took me longer than expected to get my degree. Now, my wife and I are building a house ourselves, i.e. framing, hammering, nailing, swear and the like, like contractors. My parents look at this oddly because, well, I've never been handy. But, my wife and I believed passionately in having a farm, having a place for our kids to run and play outside of the city, and to get closer to self-sufficiency. In that process, I have been shoved out of my comfort zone, learned how to use heavy equipment, a hammer, a nail-gun, a drill, a reciprocating saw, a chalk line and a level. I did not have these skills before. I learned them by trying, failing, and learning. The phrase that I keep going back to is "To go places you've never been you have to do things you've never done before.