This week's Spin Cycle topic is perfection. And, as you can see, I procrastinated it. But we'll get down to it now.
I'm not a perfectionist. Ok, that's an understatement. I'm a "do the best you can" kind of girl. And that applies to all areas of my life. My house? The cleanest I can make it without neglecting something else. My job? The best I can do with the brains I have. My cooking, crafts, writing? Yeah, you get my best, but I know it's not anywhere near perfect.
My boys? Well, ok. They're perfect. Perfect BOYS, which means dirty, loud and sometimes they bite. I take almost no credit for that.
I always thought that trying to make things perfect would just drive you nuts. There are so many variables to every situation that you can't control. Why assume you can and then be disappointed when a little snafu changes your course? Much easier to go with the flow and view the "imperfections" as what makes life real.
If it makes you feel better, I don't expect perfection from others, either. Frequently, when my MIL knits something for us, she will show me the mistakes in the finished product. To which I always respond, "Mom, nobody would have noticed if you didn't point it out. It's beautiful." When PB finishes up a home improvement, all he can see are the "mistakes". All I see is that now the fridge runs, there is hardwood where there used to be carpet or the leaves are in nice piles up at the front of the lawn. People always see their own work for its flaws, not its beauty. Human nature, I suppose.
On that note, here's hoping that everyone has a weekend that makes you smile, even if it's not perfect.