My sister once wrote to me about perfection and talked about all the effort wasted in trying to attain something that was impossible to reach -- ever --- that sometimes good was good enough. Oh how I wish she were still around so that I could ask her about it. She said it so well -- much better than I can relate the idea to you. Anyway -- I sometimes have to remind myself that the effort for perfection can be a waste of time ... so that I don't keep on keeping on when I could have stopped whatever it was and it would have been okay -- just fine really and much less stressful.
A favorite refrigerator magnet reminds me of this every day. "Life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful." Neither do you... nor do I. Nice; isn't it?
My grandson seeded a "repair patch" the other day that covers a new drainage pipe the runs the length of my front yard. We were walking the "pipeline" and checking out every little thing when I heard myself telling him that grass is nice to have, but weeds are just as green. Guess I wanted him to know that I wasn't that concerned with or interested in perfection. I am okay with a good effort. Weeds, after all, have a certain perfection of their own. Plus the fact...
Imperfections are sometimes the most fascinating characteristics of something or someone... at least I think so. Imperfection and/or uniqueness are things that make life truly interesting sometimes. Effort counts, but sometimes it is important to relax a bit.
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