Forget Perfect

Last night, Ron and I used his Christmas gift tickets and saw Rock of Ages at the Community Center. This was not a show I really was looking forward to, as I thought it would just be a bunch of 80's heavy metal music. Surprise, it was tons of fun, the music was smile inducing, and we had a great evening. Dinner at Ma Jong's, a little walk around midtown, including a very exciting browse around Office Max (did I mention I like office supplies?) and then the show.

We got home at 11:30 and I had a dilemma...to do my blog post, or not. Day 26 of my 30 Day Blogging Challenge, and so far I'd posted every day. But, oh, that comfy bed was calling me, and I could already hear the 6:30 am alarm clock buzzing in my ear.

Well, thanks to this book I just finished, I decided to let it go and get my sleep.

On our thrift store jaunt the other evening, I happily loaded up my arms with a stack of books. Thrift store prices and then 40% off as a bonus. Deal. This one, Forget Perfect, was written in 2001. The technology references are a bit dated but the advice is sound.

I am very much a type A personality...always wanting to make things better, to set goals and achieve them, to fit as much into each day as I possibly can. While this mostly serves me well, it can leave me missing the moment because my focus is on how it could be better. Or, often, how I could be better.

This book reminds us that perfect doesn't make us happy and, most of all, that if somehow we managed to achieve that perfection, no one would like us anyway. We appreciate the flawed, the human. We gravitate toward that authentic person who is fully herself, and who accepts that self with joy.

If you are ready for a book that reminds you that you are just fine the way you are, and that your life is pretty damn good already, get this one. It's a find.

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