Knowing one's limits, virtues thereof
Oct. 20th, 2007 06:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hawkwing_lbEvery 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.
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.
