Twisted Kismet

The sometimes crazy road from here to there

Good enough is perfect

Written By: Pam - Sep• 29•15

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It has long been my position that there is no such thing as perfect.  There are no perfect people.  There are no perfect days.  No perfect relationships.  Even in our highly automated world, there are mistakes and screw ups.  We may WANT and EXPECT perfection but it’s only an illusion.

My work world deals with less than perfect situations.  Sidewalks that aren’t perfectly level. Houses that aren’t perfectly built.  People make mistakes yet we demand perfection.

As hard as I try, I am far from perfect at work, at home, in my personal life.  It can consume you, this quest for perfection.  Sometimes I feel frozen at work because I am terrified of making a “wrong” decision, of not getting things “right”.

I was telling my current manager about a boss I had years ago who forced me WAY outside of my comfort zone in the work world.  It was a unique situation, one that rarely occurs in the business world. How many business owners are willing to assign work to a (fairly new) employee and then say – “take some time, you’ll figure it out”.

I soon figured out this was a gift, one that needed to be respected and treasured.  We so rarely have faith in other people – faith that they will figure things out while making mistakes along the way.  We rarely have faith in ourselves, that faith that we will rebound from errors.  That we will figure things out after some false starts and mistakes.

This quest for perfection spills into our personal lives.  We expect other people to somehow be better than we are.  We expect them to not make mistakes.  We expect no less from ourselves.  So we spend so much time being afraid of just being WHO WE ARE for fear of being “less” while we are “enough”.  We are always enough.

Humans make mistakes, doesn’t that help us grow as people?  If we aren’t venturing out of our shell, coloring outside of the lines then we will never grow.  What I learned from that old boss of mine is to not be afraid of a new challenge.  To not be afraid to make a mistake.  To not be afraid to figure things out.  And never be afraid to own your mistake and say “I’m sorry”.

Failure means growth.  It means we are taking a less traveled path.  It means trying new things and being able to admit it’s just not what makes us tick.  It means it’s ok to stop, regroup and try again.

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4 Comments

  1. Larry says:

    Hi Pam,

    I agree with everything you said – except “…no perfect days.” I’ve had at least two perfect days – and i’m glad of it. One was 24 hours spent on the beach and one was 24 hours spent on a horse ranch. Start to finish they were perfect. Nothing I would add, nothing I would take away. In the one case, it’s not possible for me to even have an imperfect day with her ever again – she’s gone.

    But I look forward to finding more perfect days with my partner for the second perfect day.

    Surely failure does mean growth – or maybe failure means the potential for growth. I’m sure you know some people who just refuse to grow or refuse to find the meaning in failure or defeat.

    Keep pouring words onto the page – I’ll keep reading and enjoying.

    • Pam says:

      I suppose I can give you some leeway on perfect days. Sad they are so few and far between. How much happier would we be if somehow nearly EVERY day became close to perfect? What if we were able to live our lives in such a way that we would be able to say that an “ordinary” day was “perfect”.

      • Larry says:

        Yes, except, if they happened all the time we might not notice them for how magnificent they are. Reminds me of the stars – when i was younger I asked my father why the stars only showed on clear nights. His answer: so that we never lose the wonder and amazement we feel when we do get to see them. Granted I was only 10 or 11, but him planting that seed fills me with so much wonder when i do get out of the city and gaze upwards.

        I appreciate the leeway granted – hope you week is winding up well.

        LT

        • Pam says:

          Ah, but I think we DO miss enjoying ordinary days sometimes just for being “ordinary”. After months of being crazy busy at work and around the house, things have quieted down substantially and it just feels weird. Then I reminded myself today to ENJOY the lull while it lasts. So even though today was an ordinary, almost boring, day….it was nearly as perfect as a work day can be

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