I've always been a perfectionist. Sometimes this can be a good thing, other times I take it way too far. Like when the pillows on the bed aren't straight, or when there's one little crumb left on the counter. I mean really... in the grand scheme of things, what's the big deal? I even think that sometimes it hinders my relationships, because not everyone feels the complusive need to have things perfect like I do. It's something I've been thinking about a lot lately. How to just relax a little, and learn to be okay with things not being just how I like them. So it was funny to see this quote at the bottom of an email my mom passed along to me today:
"Being happy doesn't mean
everything's perfect.
It means you've decided to
see beyond the imperfections."
Yet another thing I needed to hear that ended up right in my lap. Maybe someone's trying to tell me something! Definitely a thought I'm going to try to take to heart. Along with:
"No llorar. Guarda tus lagrimas en las bolsas de tus pantalones y ponerlas in el bote de la basura."
Have a great, imperfect night! :)
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