Perfection is a word I don't really like very much. It interferes with living life. I get wrapped up in needing "it" to be just right. I get stuck into stagnation because I don't know how to do "it". But what I'm really saying is I don't know how to do "it" perfectly. Alright - sometimes it does matter to do things correctly. Like say...removing someone's appendix or filling up Max's bottle with formula instead of a pina colada but it isn't life or death.
I say this because I've had a few posts that would be fun to share which I have either started or thought...just short but funny things...like when I was talking to Myriam on the phone and asked her if she and Kerry wanted to buy a Salem "Condom" when I meant to say Salem "Condo" (i guess watching an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm titled "Everlast" about condoms the night before had crept into my sub conscience). Or I was going to mention that one sure way to make Max smile is to say the word Poop to him...he loves it. It's very funny. Or to discuss this internal debate I'm having...as I sit here and slowly savor each bite of a chocolate chip cookie with dried cherries that dave made last night, I wonder, again, if I can make a switch to a much more nutritious way of feeding my body and brain. I love food. I love Italian food. I love all food, really. Even the high nutrient way of eating.
I have not sat down to post it because I think I need the right time and the right environment and the right mood. And I get distracted easily. Blah blah blahdy blahdy blahdy blah. Phhhtt. I'm just so stinkin' bored with this train of thought. I'm actually propelled to action because I'm boring myself with my usual ways.
But the truth is that I love this blog. I love checking in on it and reading what my friends are up to...what's going through their brian and on in their worlds. It's a little different than email. A little closer and more personal. So I am giving myself a swift kick in the behind about my secret desire for perfection and I'm tossing it aside for anything other than that! It's time for spring cleaning here and as I was
falling asleep last night I had this overwhelming realization that it was time to not only clean this house but minimize. Get rid of EVERYTHING that is unnecessary...in this house...and in my brain. And suddenly I felt so peaceful and calm I just drifted off to sleep.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
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