Good Sufficient | Fragrance Posse

View from the sofa yesterday.

It’s been within the 40s right here the previous few days which is absolute heaven, not having to bundle up in opposition to the wind and icy chill. I acquired collectively yesterday with a pal I haven’t seen in awhile and made a hearth, simply because it’s fairly (and in addition my lounge is chilly.)

I re-wrote this put up thrice this weekend, on a completely totally different subject, more and more annoyed by how I wasn’t discovering the fitting phrases for the fitting concepts, and the fitting flip of phrase, after which … aha! I remembered my one-time guideline that carried me by way of a number of years of life like a barely lopsided, rusty boat: ok.

I’m a somewhat-reformed perfectionist who tried for perfection the primary a number of many years of my life. (Did I succeed? Nope, however that didn’t deter me.) I used to be all the time after juuust the fitting mattress linens, vacation meal, digicam angle, and many others. Then I instantly discovered myself a single mum or dad with 4 children and a full-time job and found the idea of “ok.” In a neighborhood, in a metropolis, dedicated to striving for perfection at any and all prices, I phoned it in every time attainable. I introduced soda and chips to cookouts, hopscotched previous neighborhood committees, cheerfully declined non-obligatory obligations, and informed my children, welp! That’s the way in which it’s! Ok! Might I’ve accomplished extra, and accomplished it higher? Yeah, most likely. I suppose we’ll by no means know, will we?

Mercury’s in retrograde till the 18th. I’ve made a low-key mess of a number of initiatives this weekend, together with this put up. I suppose … that is ok, although. I imply it’s up, it has phrases and punctuation, you’re studying it. Job properly accomplished! Or, no less than, accomplished.

This isn’t a nasty lesson for me to be taught. To re-learn. I don’t do New 12 months’s resolutions, though as soon as upon a time I did. I used to be filled with concepts for bettering myself and, thus, my life. However generally we simply present up late with the store-bought cookies and it’s nice.

What’s your philosophy?  Ok? Perfectionism in some (or all) areas?

Cowl photograph: the quiche with the crust I needed to make twice in the present day as a result of I dropped the primary crust taking it out of the oven after blind-baking it. The second seems to be just like the canine made it, however it tastes good! I say … ok.