Linking up with Five Minute Friday today!
The theme is:
It’s a teensy weensy bit possible I have an issue with perfectionism.
I know. It’s one of those “okay” issues. Not like some of the other, *cough* BIG ‘isms’ I have problems with…
This is the one that you can tell people about, as your cross to bear, when they interview you and ask for your flaws.
“Well…” you say, eyes downcast, with humility blaring out of every pore, “I tend to have a bit of a problem with perfectionism…”
And then, WHAMMO, you get the job! Because, you KNOW, and they KNOW that this is GREAT! Who wouldn’t want someone working for them that is willing to wear themselves down to bloody nub to make sure everything is Just. Exactly. Right!??
Unless, of course, you work for these bozos:
This is their normal attire. The dress code around here is INTENSE.
Anyhow. I think it’s about time to lay down the perfectionism and give it up to God. Really. REALLY. For once and for all – I gotta let it GO.
My main problem with that is, well, I tend to be rather all-or-nothing on life skills. (I do realize too that this directly stems from, um, OTHER ‘isms’ in life… like, yes, I’ll say it, the alcoholism…
Not to mention the:
grumpyatfiveocklockism (ooo that’s a bad one)
But, I’m just gonna go for one thing at a time!
So, today? I will accept that my five year old has his underpants on backwards. It’s his second day of kindergarten. Small potatoes.
Also, that the haircut I gave my six year old kinda makes him look like the guy from Dumb and Dumber.
That the lunch I packed for Blonde does not look like something from Pinterest. Nor will it ever. EVER.
That I cannot, for the life of me, keep this house in the pristine condition that I see in my MIND all the time (darn you, Pinterest!)
That I overuse garlic and underuse basic common sense in cooking.
That I refuse to get in shape because it might hurt.
That… oh heckfire. The list goes ON and ON. You know the list. We all have them.
I think today is a good day to write them down and burn them. *shakes fist with fervor* BURRRRRRN themmmmm I say!!!!!
But, while I’m doing so? I try no tot notice the jungle-length grass and that my backyard looks like a Toys ‘R Us Graveyard for Old and Broken Things. (I do suggest burning list OUTSIDE, ok? At least I have that much sense. Burning the house down in an effort to vanquish perfectionism kinda works against itself.)
When the perfectionist fairy comes flying by and sweetly reminds you that your life is rather nutty? Just swat her away and repeat after me: “Coffee and Jesus. Coffee and Jesus… That’s all I need.” I am learning, with His help to let go.
Tomorrow? I’m gonna work on the grumpyism one. Wish me luck. You know what I am learning? That there’s a steep learning curve in this house, and for that I am VERY GRATEFUL.
But, I’m trying! Progress, not perfection ya’ll. Thank goodness.