(These pretty vintage glasses from Goodwill make me happy)
I stress out over really silly things. Does anyone else do that, or am I the only one? I stress out about our morning routine: packing lunches, eating breakfast, brushing teeth, getting dressed, catching the school bus, etc. I stress out about being on time for things and making sure that I'm always 100% prepared. I'm the queen of really dumb things to get all worked up over.
I stress out over really silly things. Does anyone else do that, or am I the only one? I stress out about our morning routine: packing lunches, eating breakfast, brushing teeth, getting dressed, catching the school bus, etc. I stress out about being on time for things and making sure that I'm always 100% prepared. I'm the queen of really dumb things to get all worked up over.
You know that saying "Don't sweat the small stuff"? I'm pretty sure that I'm the exception to that rule because I stress more about the small stuff than I do the big stuff.
Ironically enough, I like to think of myself as an all-around, pretty easy-going person rather than this high maintenance monster that I've created in my head. What I think is happening is that I'm still trying to be perfect in every aspect of my life.
Perfect Wife
Perfect Mom
Perfect Friend
Perfect Cook
Perfect Artist
Perfect Sister
Perfect Artist
Perfect Sister
Perfect Daughter
Perfect Christian
I'm not too proud to admit that I want to say the right thing at the right time in the right way and that I want to do the right thing at the right time in the right way.
Being a perfectionist is not a happy profession because there was and is only one perfect person to ever walk this earth, Jesus. And we can never attain even a shred of that perfection until we go to Heaven.
Perfect Christian
I'm not too proud to admit that I want to say the right thing at the right time in the right way and that I want to do the right thing at the right time in the right way.
Being a perfectionist is not a happy profession because there was and is only one perfect person to ever walk this earth, Jesus. And we can never attain even a shred of that perfection until we go to Heaven.
We are all infected and impure with sin. When we display our righteous deeds, they are nothing but filthy rags. Like autumn leaves, we wither and fall, and our sins sweep us away like the wind.
Isaiah 64:6
So why in the world am I disappointed with myself and my life when it is not perfectly perfect in every way?
Isaiah 64:6
So why in the world am I disappointed with myself and my life when it is not perfectly perfect in every way?
The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of activity around here between school, the boys' extra curricular activities, getting ready for a dear friends bridal shower and wedding, MOPS, small group, and so much more that I can't even seem to think straight.
These are all things that I love, and are all things that I signed up for and said yes too because they bring me joy. But lately it's been those small things that are getting in the way of me actually being happy.
I am not perfect.
I will never be perfect.
The sooner I get on with not trying to achieve perfection the sooner I can get on with living, and smiling genuine big smiles of happiness.
Today's goal: smile more.
3 comments:
Oh yes, I hear ya. I come across as totally laid-back and easy going, and in a way, I am... but I'm a perfectionist, too (though I'm FAR from perfect) - add in the anxiety disorder and just getting Gracie on the school bus in the AM is almost too overwhelming, though at this point it should be routine. My husband is definitely my balance!
SMILE more! that is a good plan :)
Hi Mandie! I stumbled upon your blog through Faith Blogs and got caught up in your post. I'm so much the same :)
hmm. i love this.
we all need to remember we'll never be perfect, and we don't have to be!
<3
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