like any addict, a perfectionist sees messes and tasks everywhere, and can’t relax and play, until the mess, chaos and disorder is put to rest in its place
memories emerge of a few childhood mornings when cleaning wasn’t the preordained expectation of the day,
instead, the day was a blank canvas
as the sunlight filled my bedroom with anticipation and joy, followed by this question —what do you want to do today?
Answer — play, collage, write, ride the bike, sit under the willow, visit a friend, play in the creek, sew, walk, anything I want
for all of those who have been afflicted with perfectionism, I leave you with this quote from Wise Women —
The most important thing
is to try and enjoy life -
because you never know when it will be gone.
If you wake up in the morning
and you have a choice between doing the laundry
and taking a walk in the park,
go for the walk.
You’d hate to die and realize you had spent
your last day doing the laundry!
Christine Lee, 67