Adjusting our expectations creates less stress for us and others, allowing us to enjoy life more fully.
I was newly married and hosting my first small dinner party.
I was excited, nervous, and had big plans for the night.
There would be an appetizer, main dish, and dessert. And yes, big expectations about the evening going off with almost perfection.
After all, I had planned for this evening. And everything as under control.
I had bought lists of groceries, which now resided in my kitchen. I had envisioned which dishes and napkins I would use. It was going to be a little fancy, but not too fancy.
Everything was going as planned. I was just starting my appetizer. A Bon Appetit recipe.
Yes, I know, that was my first mistake. But it did sound good. Grapes rolled in a blue cheese mixture and coated with finely chopped pistachios.
It was only as I was staring at the grapes, that needed to be well dried for the coating to stick, and trying to roll a grape in the coating (which was having a hard time sticking), I realized that this was going to take longer than I thought.
I had 90 minutes before the guests would arrive, and there I was pondering the grapes and the coating. Wondering if I should ditch the grape appetizer.
Because it was dawning on me that a short recipe, even one a few sentences long, does not equal time spent in making. Back then it was not yet popular to list the amount of time a recipe took to complete. (I also had yet to learn that any recipe from Bon Appetit was probably more complicated than all the cookbooks in my kitchen.)
I was going to have to make up some time, somewhere else. But my confidence was still high.
Maybe that was my second mistake.
Then my doorbell rang.
Before me stood two of my guests. A husband and wife team. A couple I hardly know.
I looked at them. Then down at my running shorts and tank top. Then back at them. What were they doing here? And at this hour?
They apologized for being so early. Then said there wasn’t enough time to go home and come back, so they just decided to arrive early. I wouldn’t mind, would I? And they would be willing to be put to work.
My mind was whirling. This hadn’t been part of the plan.
My plans were unraveling faster than a sweater caught on a blackberry vine.

What are your expectations this holiday?
Sometimes we get caught up in our dreams and planning of something. Like me planning the dinner. We plan, organize, imagine, and all the while our expectations are growing and expanding. We are picturing the perfect event and experience.
We imagine baking cookies with our kids, somehow not imaging the mess they will make on the counter, floor, themselves, and the rest of the kitchen.
We picture our family gathering and us all getting along, conveniently forgetting the members who are not talking to one another.
We imagine the fun we will have taking the kids out shopping, not remembering that they will get tired and crabby after a few hours.
We plan our menu and dishes and forget how long something takes to make.
We picture Christmas morning and the kids opening their gifts, forgetting the irritation of perfectly wrapped and taped paper lying scattered in hundreds of pieces across our floor.
And when the picture-perfect expectations we have imagined do not materialize the way we want them to, we get disappointed. Controlling. Feel like a failure. Or maybe even give up trying.
Why we need to adjust our expectations.
The holidays will be here soon. We’ve been on this rodeo horse before, so let’s approach the holidays with realistic and flexible expectations.
Expectations and plans that have room for speed bumps. Human error. New and different plans. And that take the expectations of other’s into account.
Our holidays most likely will not resemble a Hallmark movie. And that is okay. Perfectly okay. So let’s not stress ourselves and others out with our Hallmark expectations.
Let’s remember that plans never go exactly according to plans. Remember to leave room for people to be human. Accurately remember the good and bad, and plan accordingly. Know interruptions will abound. And appreciate our expectations will not all be met.
And that is okay.
There will still be moment of joy. Things to be grateful for. An awe and wonder here and there. We just need to look and notice. Which we can do, if we set down our expectations and know they will not all be met in the way we want.
Learning from past expectations.
For an hour and a half, the couple sat on the couch in our small apartment and watched me roll grapes in blue cheese and nuts. (No surprise I ended up with a smaller amount than I planned for – leaving the rest unrolled. Especially as each grape took about 3 minutes to coat and roll!). They watched me cook dinner and set the table.
And while I worked, scurrying and hurrying, my expectations deflated. I began to sweat a little less (there is only so much you can sweat). Worried a little less.
By the time I disappeared into the bedroom to change into something a bit more appropriate, I had almost forgotten I had an audience.
I wasn’t yet able to laugh about the whole thing, but I was moving closer to that perspective.
After 90 long minutes, the rest of the guests arrived.
You know what? The evening was fine. We laughed and talked and ate good food.
And I learned a good lesson. One I would learn over and over, and am still learning. Expectations need to be flexible. As flexible as elastic hair scrunchies. Unless you want to be kicked by dissapointment.
Back then, I was sweating, embarrassed, and nervous. Not sure what to do. But now, if you arrived at my house 90 minutes early, I would put you to work, if you were willing.
Yup, I’d ask you to do something.
Anything. But roll grapes in cream cheese and nuts.
Because all we would do is collapse in laughter at such a silly recipe.
Thanks for stopping by. Keep remembering what’s important.
Theresa
Join the Discussion: How do your expectations trip you up during the holiday season?
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Theresa, this post brought back memories of my first dinner as a newlywed. Cutting up potatoes, I cut myself so badly I had to be taken to the hospital for stitches (my very first ones). My sister-in-law arrived at our apartment and finished cooking dinner while we were in the ER. May we be more relaxed, knowing that while all may not go as planned, it will be something always remembered. May you and yours have a wonderful Christmas!
What a sweet sister-in-law. Poor you, though. That would make me want to avoid cutting any vegetables for awhile. Merry Christmas to you and yours, Joanne.
I had to smile at your description of your grape appetizer dilemma, Theresa! I think I would have put the couple to work too…now. When I was a young bride, I may not have had the confidence to do that either.
I believe social media also plays into the stress we put on ourselves to have the perfect holiday. We see everyone’s perfect posts and wonder what is wrong with us because our holiday is not perfect.
Thank you for this well-written and very timely reminder to not allow our expectations to take the joy out of the season!
Good point, Laurie. Social media does play into our stress when entertaining. When I was younger I wanted everything perfect. Napkins, a centerpiece, etc. Now, I know that all that stuff is nice, but not necessary. Some paper plates and some food can be just as effective. It doesn’t need to look like it came from Pinterest. People can feel more relaxed when everything is not fancy-fied. And they can relax more when we are relaxed.
Love this whole post, Theresa. Blessings to you, my wise friend! Sharing this on Twitter.
Good to see you, friend. And thanks.
Dear Theresa, I love the way you write with candor, humor, and savvy! It took way too many disappointing holidays for me to realize that the most important thing about them was being with the people I love most in the world. (Subdued lighting and lit candles go a long way in disguising my less than perfect housekeeping and decorating.) For me, it’s a little more about slowing down, allowing more time for flexibility, last-minute changes, etc. Thank you for your gentle reminder, and Christmas blessings for you and yours!
You are so spot on Alice. It’s about the people. All the details are just bonus. I’m glad you enjoyed my writing. Have a merry Christmas for you and yours.
Theresa,
When I was younger, I felt the pressure to literally “make Christmas happen.” I felt it was up to me to not only meet my expectations, but every body else’s. That is a recipe for failure and frustration. Over the years I have learned to simplify and set the bar much lower. We don’t need a gourmet meal to celebrate Jesus’ birth, we need and open heart. Getting a tad wiser as I get older, but there’s still room to lower the expectations.
Blessings,
Bev xx
Why do we women often feel we need to “make Christmas happen” for everyone else? It’s a lie we buy into. I am glad to see that with years and wisdom we are not taking this task on. Christmas and life can be simpler. Our expectations can be readjusted for our benefit and for the benefit of those around us. Blessings, Bev, and Merry Christmas.
I loved this! I struggle with flexibility, but I’m learning as I age ;). If cheese can age and change its flavor, I can age and change my flexibility ;).
Flexibility was my sister’s one-word a few years back. She got me thinking about it and adopting it more. Still working on it. But cheese can age and we can be flexible. 🙂