Despite my best intentions

I'm a self confessed perfectionist.  I like things a certain way and when things don't go that way it puts a little bug in my brain and starts to make me feel crazy.  Now keep in mind not everything has to be perfect, I was spotted in public today wearing nothing but mascara and a messy pony tail , but other things make me batty.  So without further ado here are the things I've tried to do lately but despite my best intentions have fallen far short of my goals:

Despite my best intentions....

I still haven't finished editing chapter 3 of the book, it's turned into a beast that needs so much more extra love (and additions) than I could have possibly anticipated.

I'm still not finished with the book that I really do want to finish.  Netflix keeps getting in the way.

My closets are disastrous and in desperate need of a cleaning but every time I find myself with a sleeping baby I end up relaxing on the couch.

The cute Christmas stuff that I got for so cheap on the after Christmas sales are still sitting on my garage floor.  They need a home and I see them every time I park my car.

The cat that so desperately needs a grooming appointment seems to grow extra hair every single night.

The great plans for SAT/ACT vocab lessons at school are only half-baked and will probably be presented in their half-baked form.

My plans of cooking more consistently and healthier have slowly dissipated into grabbing what's easiest.

Though I feel these short comings I realize that I have achieved just as many things, if not more.  So to create another list just to prove (more to myself than you) that I have gotten something done:

Even though...

The editing hasn't gotten done I've slept more and spent more time with the hubby.

I'm not finished with the book that I want to finish I have read at least a dozen, if not more, books to my daughter in one sitting and she LOVES reading!!

The closets are disastrous I realize that messy closets mean the accumulation of memories.

The Christmas stuff isn't put away I realize that proves in a small way that my priorities are not elsewhere right now.

The cat is a hairy beast I have managed to give him some affection when he desperately craves it, and conveniently I have a furry foot warmer at night!

My plans for school aren't perfect I learn every time from my successes and failures.

My cooking has slipped some I can still keep the family fed and, generally, happy.

I may feel bad about all I haven't done I just have to keep in mind all the good I have done.  I suppose the hardest part of being a perfectionist is realizing that there is a flip side to everything so though some things make me insane I have made great strides in my adult life.  I hope that by pointing out the good & the bad I can tell the perfectionist in my head to just shut up for a minute, in the meantime I need to go wrestle a needy beast of a chapter!