Jan 10
7
Perfection
This is the part where you see my name attached to a blog and go…”Who are you again?” But instead of making excuses, I’m just going to blog about it 
I am a self-described “uber-perfectionist,” and that attribute of my personality sometimes gets in my way a little bit. As an example, for some reason, I feel the need to be super-profound and impart to you, dear readers, little tidbits of wisdom from Marta, who likes to pretend she’s got it all figured out and under control, every time I blog. And, to top it all off, I have to convey those words of wisdom while being witty, clever, and grammatically perfect–because, after all, that’s just the way I am all the time. I had you all fooled, right?
Well, I hate to burst your bubble, but–you might need to brace yourself for this one; are you sitting down?–I’m not perfect. Wow, that felt good! I’m not perfect, I’m not perfect, I’m not perfect–and I don’t have to be!
See, here’s what I just figured out: nobody else is perfect either, and contrary to what I tell myself sometimes, the ever-present “They” don’t actually expect me to be. “They” know what it’s like to have weaknesses and shortcomings too. And to satisfy the toughest critic I will ever have–myself–I figured out that I don’t have to be perfect today, tomorrow, or anytime for the rest of my life. I don’t ever have to be perfect; I just have to be going in the right direction. And that I can handle.
