so i recently did a management survey and perfectionism was one of my attributes.
I. AM. APPALLED.
perfectionism? me? i am the least perfectionistic person on the planet! I mean really, i totally know I am not perfect, never will be perfect and can’t achieve perfect.
just visit me. My house is dusty. Clothes need ironed. Have you seen my physical body? I mean really. lumpy, out of shape, totally not something you want to see unclothed. and then there is my work desk. OMG. biggest mess on the planet.
BUT (there is always a but) ~ I kept reading what it said. and it described me to a T. totally me. perfectionistic. Oh Lord, how do i get over that label?
get over it. get over me. get over expectations. get over the desire to have a holiday meal that looks like a magazine cover. get over that my in-laws will actually ask me how my life is and really listen. get over the desires I had about what should be going on at this stage of my life.
Get. Over. It. and stop and breathe. In. Out. Repeat. and remember. i am not the blame for what my parent’s choices were. i am His and He is mine. this season of CHRISTmas is not the season of perfectionism. it is the season of Holy Love. of figuring out that whatever the journey is Right Now where i am at is a good thing because of the Love of God to us in this Babe.
thank you Jesus.
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