{"id":1298,"date":"2010-10-13T05:54:00","date_gmt":"2010-10-13T05:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/katrina.effexhost.com\/index.php\/2010\/10\/13\/perfectionism\/"},"modified":"2025-01-11T04:12:19","modified_gmt":"2025-01-11T04:12:19","slug":"perfectionism","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/2010\/10\/13\/perfectionism\/","title":{"rendered":"Perfectionism"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjdy7uivYpyU5STxEWIPlg0v4-Ut2U8JkymdoTQKEiSJmcMzFCOAt3fRhdqHzqFrux9yEs7hmjvLc-d4rl4NYcfrTVxuS0kn8sMa-Vj7KC3dDdeFzV3IgZN5g5Ek-R69F4q72slnQpDTwBA\/s1600\/1OO61O-O17.png\" style=\"clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjdy7uivYpyU5STxEWIPlg0v4-Ut2U8JkymdoTQKEiSJmcMzFCOAt3fRhdqHzqFrux9yEs7hmjvLc-d4rl4NYcfrTVxuS0kn8sMa-Vj7KC3dDdeFzV3IgZN5g5Ek-R69F4q72slnQpDTwBA\/s1600\/1OO61O-O17.png\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>As some people know, I&#8217;m a &#8220;collector.&#8221; What do I collect? Well, a lot of things, I suppose. The honest truth is that up until the past year or so, I didn&#8217;t realize just how much I had collected. Those of you who have been reading this blog for a while got a look at some of it when I showed you &#8220;The Wall&#8221; photos as I was working on clearing pieces of it out. &nbsp;What you didn&#8217;t see what the boxes that got moved into the laundry room and stacked there. What you didn&#8217;t see what the ongoing general state of my house.<\/p>\n<p>Well, don&#8217;t worry, I&#8217;m not going to terrify any of you with pictures of it now. However, I&#8217;ve decided that it&#8217;s time that I got real, not only with myself but with all of you who have stuck by me. One of the steps in any recovery is admitting that there&#8217;s a problem. I&#8217;ve done that. I&#8217;ve looked around this house and realized that part of my panic about moving is taking all of this with me and starting another disaster in another house.<\/p>\n<p>Like I said yesterday, I&#8217;m not perfect. I never will be. What I&#8217;ve done up until now is let perfectionism get in the way of doing anything at all. I&#8217;ve looked around, become overwhelmed and said to myself, &#8220;You can&#8217;t get this house perfect so why even try?&#8221; There are other reasons for why I have so many items. It&#8217;s very likely that I&#8217;ll be writing about that later this week. One thing seems to lead to another, doesn&#8217;t it?<\/p>\n<p>Last night, I laid in bed and I couldn&#8217;t sleep. My mind went round and round and round about this upcoming move. I kept thinking about how I&#8217;d never be ready; how I would never have everything packed and organized and ready. Suddenly, I realized what I was doing to myself. I was setting myself up for failure. I was telling myself I was a failure at something before I&#8217;d even begun. I know how dangerous that can be. If I continue down that road, I&#8217;m going to sink into a debilitating depression and I&#8217;ll be right, nothing will get done and I won&#8217;t be ready. Perfectionism at its absolute worst.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t need to be perfect. I just need to be me. I just need to take it one day at a time and one project at a time. I need to remember that I may not be able to take on an entire room but I can take on a countertop or a desk and then look at it and feel good about what I&#8217;ve done. I need to remember that while not everyone will understand, there are those who will try and those who will want to help me. I am not alone in this problem or in this world.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/s227.photobucket.com\/albums\/dd163\/kroets\/?action=view&amp;current=Name2.jpg\" target=\"_blank\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Photobucket\" border=\"0\" src=\"http:\/\/i227.photobucket.com\/albums\/dd163\/kroets\/Name2.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As some people know, I&#8217;m a &#8220;collector.&#8221; What do I collect? Well, a lot of things, I suppose. 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