When I first started cooking (at the age of 27), I sucked but I didn't know better. I had a few beat up pots and pans, no wedding registry and no skill. I mean, I was terrified of gas stovetops! That's how much I sucked at kitchen duties.
It's hard. I'd rather keep to myself and be a recluse, yet, my thought bucket disagrees. It's been over 3 years since I shut down (actually, hid) my blog and called it a wrap.