Knowing one's limits, virtues thereof

[hawkwing_lb]

Every so often I get an evening where I feel despair: when it seems as though I only have to get on top of one aspect of my life for another to crumble out from beneath me.

Of course, this is because I'm a perfectionist, and take on too much and still expect everything to be done and done well.

Memo: Perfect is not the minimum. Passable is the minimum. Good is a happy medium.

Excellence is something that can only be aspired to by live people.

So I read last night, instead of sleeping. Recipe for hangover without the alcohol. Fun, fun, fun!

Next time, I will be sure to have the paracetamol on hand, For the help with the relaxing enough to be sleeping thing.

Comments

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

papersky frequently has to remind me that things do not always have to be perfect. Unfortunately, my gut reaction is often, OK, then, I'll settle for "an order of magnitude better than anyone else in the world."

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Do I know the feeling.

Fortunately, I'm getting to the point where I can remind myself. :)