If you follow my blog I'm sure you've noticed that more than once I've mentioned that I used to be a perfectionist to a fault. If I couldn't finish a project precisely the way I hoped then I wouldn't start. This lead to complete chaos, disorganization and a consistent mess.
Over the years I've learned to let go a bit. If I don't have time to scrub the bathroom from ceiling to floor then I will at least wipe down the mirror and give the inside of the toilet bowl a swipe with the brush. Same with the laundry. I no longer arrange my closet by clothing type and color, I'm happy to simply have the laundry put away. I'm proud of this progression.
Something just happened that made me look back on my housekeeping journey. I had a guest. An unexpected, unannounced guest. She couldn't stay long but while she was here we had a pleasant visit. I was able to focus on her and our conversation rather than apologizing for the state of my home. It wasn't perfect but it was acceptable. I didn't want to close the curtains and pretend I wasn't home.
Of course after she left the old perfectionist voice kicked in and over analyzed everything. Littlest's shoes and coloring page was on the floor, so was the novel Biggest has been reading, the throw blanket was left unfolded on the couch-oh my. And of course being that today is The Day After Co-Op, our down day I am clad in my stretchy lounge pants and am not wearing a stitch of make-up. Not to mention when she arrived I had just finished chopping a mountain of onions for the French Onion Soup we're having for dinner tonight so I had tears streaming down my face.
After I over analyzed everything I waited for that old pang of guilt and anger to pierce my mind...but it didn't come. I looked around and thought "You know what, I'm okay with this. I'm okay with me"
That is so me! I just can't bring myself to do things when I can't do them "right." But I have learned to let go, but unfortunately, I have let go too much, lol.
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