This post has been floating around in my head for quite a while now. Here’s where I’m coming from: I really like Instagram. For me it is an easy way to flick through loads of pretty pictures. Pick a category, any category, and you’ll find someone who eats, breathes, and lives all day long just that category.
Here’s where my feelings of imperfection come in. That eating, breathing, living just one category of a thing, is just not me. I have lots of interests and I’m always jumping all over the place trying to get as many different things in as possible. My Instagram feed covers just about every topic you can imagine 🙂
So my garden, while I love it, is anything but a masterpiece. I manage my time in the garden to allow me to do other things.
My crochet projects? If I set my goal to 3 projects a year, I can usually nail that!
Biking? I really like biking but I don’t want to spend every free minute on my bike. I’m happy if I get out twice a week; one short bike ride and one long bike ride.
My house is clean and tidy … if I am given plenty of notice before company comes over. Otherwise, we sport a “lived in” look.
This is me, and all of my imperfections. I have fun with what I do, and I am O.K. with that.
You won’t find me specializing any time soon. That jumping around from interest to interest is what keeps me going.
Last year I tried my hand at painting an old cabinet and I had so much fun I’m going to try painting a dresser this year. One project at a time.
At this stage in my life, I can tell you pretty certainly that this is who I am. I love what I do, all of it. I accept that I’m not in any “perfect” category, but I am in a category of “good enough to make me happy”!
How about you? Would you say you are “good enough to make you happy”?