I struggle a lot with perfection. Or my version of it. Today I kept seeking to have perfection.

My first cup was a bit of a haze huddled under a blanket on the couch as I tried to warm up. I didn’t take a picture. I thought I’d do some yoga and get going with my day. I made it about 5 mintues in when my back was killing me and I stopped.

Disappointed from my yoga venture I grabbed a second cup and took a picture thinking I’d write today’s post. I couldn’t come up with anything to write.

I worked on again off again on the last frustrating pieces of the Astronomy Hogwarts puzzle set. My frustration rose as the 3Dness of the puzzle pieces was confusing me.

Ashlynn decided she wanted to make a cake and wanted help. After a minor argument of what shape/kind of cake we got it into the oven. I cleaned the kitchen as is my new thing I do each day and also swept and swiffered the floor. After a slight argument again of no we weren’t going to the store to get makings to turn it into a bunny cake she experimented with frosting technique. She had a blast figuring out tips and tye-dye frosting. It was during this I realized I needed to take a lesson from her. It wasn’t about making it perfect, it was about the fun  (and sugar.)

As much as I tried today to be out of the funk it never fully went away. And what I’m realizing is it’s okay. It’s okay not to have a perfect day. It’s okay to not accomplish or do anything on the to-do list. Instead, enjoy the moments and change your perspective.

Different perspective… I did 5 minutes of yoga! That’s more than the past 2 days. I worked more on a puzzle… I love puzzles. I spent time in the kitchen with my girlie… baking and talking. I also spent time with Scott drinking tea and doing some puzzle. And then Ashlynn, Scott and I made popcorn and now girlie movie and foot spa.

You don’t need to be perfect… sometimes the best things are imperfect.

Happy last cups.