Perfection

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Rebecca and me at a Christmas party, 12.11.08

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This picture could look better. It's a little blurry, I would have preferred it to be more zoomed-in, we were supposed to be posing but were cracking each other up instead.

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So, yeah. It could look better. But I don't see how it could be better. Two friends with their arms around each other, laughing and truly enjoying each other. What could be better?

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I've been wrestling with my perfectionism lately. Well, longer than lately but I've been more present to it lately. Moving to a new house, trying to figure out where to put everything, getting overwhelmed and being stuck. Being completely stopped.

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My mantra has become, "you're not stuck with anything." I've been practicing just making a decision - "the dishes will go in this cupboard" - and knowing that if that doesn't work or something else seems better later, the dishes can easily be moved to another cupboard. I've also had to take it much slower this time around as I've been ill and also grieving. This is not an easy task for me - taking it slow - letting go. I want everything in its place and I want it to be ~ perfect.

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I am starting to realize, like with the picture above, so much can be missed while waiting on perfection. And it really doesn't matter what cupboard the dishes are in. ;)