See that pink and white striped rug beneath my feet?!?!?!
My mom presented it to me the other day as a gift, and I immediately knew where I wanted it: in my bedroom, because I very much needed a new rug (my previous one was quite raggedy by now). At first, I wasn’t sure if the stripes looked right amidst the floral pinkness that is my room. But, I realized after placing it down, it totally made the room look a million times better, unexpectedly! And now I just can’t take my eyes off of it.
What’s the thing to learn here? That things don’t have to necessarily match. Sure, a floral rug like my previous one might’ve matched better, but who would’ve known stripes would add SO MUCH more?
Same thing with today’s outfit; initially, I thought the pink shoes didn’t look quite right. Then I thought, what the freaking heck. Wear the dang pink ones because it adds a PUNCH!
You could uh…say I get a little obsessive about matching things with my outfits. And I sometimes obsess over other little things like, Dear God in heaven…why can I never get my eyebrows to look alike? Or obsess over getting my poof just right.
But guess what? No matter how hard I try, my eyebrows never look the same. The poof sometimes has a mind of its own and wants to sit slightly lopsided. And guess what!!!!!!! The world doesn’t end! *gasp!*
My point here is that it’s pretty trivial on the grand scheme of things to obsess over getting things JUST right. In fact, it’s a losing battle. I’m learning that it’s okay for things to be a little askew. Because that’s life!
I thought about this as I took a LOVELY nature walk yesterday…in nature, nothing is perfect (although it can certainly look that way at first glance!) But petals don’t grow the exact same size as the other ones on the flower. They’re different sizes and have different patterns. And don’t they still look beautiful? Yes!
So I take note of this valuable lesson from nature. Now, when I look in the mirror and see how gloriously uneven my eyebrows are, how one side of my face looks different from the other, how I can never seem to walk a straight line and I have the attention span of a squirrel, I bask in it. Roll around in it, even. Because perfectionism is unattainable, and perhaps even a bit of a bore, when you really think about it! 😉
See ya next time! 💕🌸