I'm Not a Perfectionist

Although I've been mistaken for one occasionally.  A perfectionist that is.  But not a successful one.  Just the type who completely gives up on a task rather than try and fail.  Like keeping my personal space clean (read able to be walked through).  Actually, it's often a matter of understanding my goals.  I am, in fact, succeeding amazingly at the goal of mentally blocking out most of the stuff around me that is cluttered and messy and would otherwise drive me crazy.  Likewise, I can prepare a delicious meal with exactly six square inches of counter space and one clean cutting board.  Working around the mess is more realistic than cleaning it up at this point.

I just tried to do a blog post called "I'm Funnier on Facebook."  But transferring Facebook status updates to bullet points on the blog engine kept messing up the formatting so I deleted the whole thing and started over.  Well I tried to delete.  That turns out to be harder than you might expect.  OK.  I'll try again with the Facebook status thing.

• January 1 at 2:20pm ·Sometimes those beautiful blue eyes flutter open and all I can think is "There goes my afternoon nap."
• January 1 at 11:04am ·Wow! The baby is so worn out from last night's festivities that he woke up, filled his diaper and is trying to drift back off to sleep while laying on the load. Happy New Year!
• December 30, 2013 at 9:51pm ·I've now gone 24 hours without telling anyone to "take another bite." Feels good, actually.
• December 26, 2013 at 11:05am ·The day after Christmas he's bored with all his toys. Anybody wanna help me haul that mess out to the curb?
• December 25, 2013 at 11:10am ·True confession: I picked out my own Christmas presents. And I still didn't get what I really wanted - they were fresh out of diaper changing fairies.
• December 25, 2013 at 11:05am  Merry Christmas from all of us! Except the insomniac baby who just wants to know why people keep flashing bright lights in his eyes and why his big brother gets all the really interesting presents.
•  December 24, 2013 at 6:59pm ·Also, how's this for irony: Eating at a Chinese restaurant when my Chinese friend calls to see if we're home so she can drop off some cookies.
•  December 23, 2013 at 8:24pm  Liam: "I hate aerodynamic reentry!"
• December 23, 2013 at 10:02am ·Just because your undies are covered with Darth Vader and Storm Trooper heads does NOT mean they will keep you warm if you gallivant around the house wearing nothing else. 
• December 15, 2013 at 4:57pm ·In other news, I now have a very sore throat. Hurts to swallow. Also hurts when I change the baby's diaper. I think I should stop with the diaper changing. 
• December 14, 2013 at 8:10pm ·On the way home between performances today Liam explained the history of Halloween to me. "First people were afraid of black cats. Then they were afraid of souls - dead people. Then they found out it wasn't real. Right?"
  
  While I drove through the snow-filled town streets and listened to the baby building from mild complaining to a full wail we had a conversation about the existence of souls - also zombies and vampires.
  
  
  And that's all you get because now the auto formatting has bitten again - this time because the last status had a double space in it.  Anyways, that takes us clear back to the day of the last performance of Liam's play.  Possibly I didn't get the setting that lets me see all my status updates on Facebook.  Possibly Christmas isn't that funny, or I'm just not really that funny.  

  I can't get it to line back up with the left edge like it's supposed to, but just to prove that I'm not a perfectionist I'm going to post it like this anyway.