It’s been in the 40s here the past few days which is absolute heaven, not having to bundle up against the wind and icy chill. I got together yesterday with a friend I haven’t seen in awhile and made a fire, just because it’s pretty (and also my living room is cold.)
I re-wrote this post three times this weekend, on an entirely different topic, increasingly frustrated by how I wasn’t finding the right words for the right ideas, and the right turn of phrase, and then … aha! I remembered my one-time guiding principle that carried me through several years of life like a slightly lopsided, rusty boat: good enough.
I’m a somewhat-reformed perfectionist who tried for perfection the first several decades of my life. (Did I succeed? Nope, but that didn’t deter me.) I was always after juuust the right bed linens, holiday meal, camera angle, etc. Then I suddenly found myself a single parent with four kids and a full-time job and discovered the concept of “good enough.” In a neighborhood, in a city, devoted to striving for perfection at any and all costs, I phoned it in whenever possible. I brought soda and chips to cookouts, hopscotched past neighborhood committees, cheerfully declined non-obligatory obligations, and told my kids, welp! That’s the way it is! Good enough! Could I have done more, and done it better? Yeah, probably. I guess we’ll never know, will we?
Mercury’s in retrograde until the 18th. I’ve made a low-key mess of several projects this weekend, including this post. I guess … this is good enough, though. I mean it’s up, it has words and punctuation, you’re reading it. Job well done! Or, at least, done.
This is not a bad lesson for me to learn. To re-learn. I don’t do New Year’s resolutions, although once upon a time I did. I was full of ideas for improving myself and, thus, my life. But sometimes we just show up late with the store-bought cookies and it’s fine.
What’s your philosophy? Good enough? Perfectionism in some (or all) areas?
Cover photo: the quiche with the crust I had to make twice today because I dropped the first crust taking it out of the oven after blind-baking it. The second one looks like the dog made it, but it tastes nice! I say … good enough.