Why would I name my blog “Perfection Hangover“? What on earth does that even mean?
For years, I struggled with trying to do everything perfectly. Growing up, I was always told “Go big, or go home”. My older brother was an all-state cross country champion and excelled in track and field as well. I always felt like I had to live up to his expectations. So I tried finding what I was good at. I tried basketball, track, golf, and even theatre arts. I wasn’t very good at basketball AT ALL. Track and golf I did okay at, and I honestly think I was better at theatre than I thought at the time. I tried out for Sandy in our high school’s Grease production, and instead I ended up the Stage Manager and a beauty school dropout (extra). The director’s daughter played the part of Sandra Dee, and I was sorely disappointed, but I OWNED that Stage Manager role. You see…At the time, I thought that I was given the position of Stage Manager out of pity. I could sing. I could act. I knew the script inside and out. I thought that I did a damn good job at my audition but there just wasn’t a role for me, so they gave me Stage Manager. Truth be told, I was probably right, but there is a reason for everything!
The following Summer (before my Senior year), my parents moved about an hour away and gave me the choice of whether to stay behind and finish high school while living with my boyfriend or go with them. I chose to stay, and my household management skills were put to the test. I instantly became the stage manager of my life. I worked 30 hours per week at Dairy Queen while attending school and even graduated with honors (totally tooting my own horn). I’m absolutely not proud of the process, but I’m proud of my ability to overcome that.
Several years after I married my husband, I was blessed with the opportunity to stay at home with the kids. Actually, child care was so expensive I couldn’t justify working just to pay for daycare. With 2 kids in daycare and one in after school care, it just wasn’t worth it to keep working at that point. I’ve learned so much about myself staying at home with my kids. I never pictured myself as a stay at home Mom. I always underestimated what they do. I had no idea what I was in for. Raise your hand if you thought you’d have a clean house, get to do a ton of projects, teach your kids extra curriculum for (ahem) fun, etc. It doesn’t quite happen that way. Household management is tough!
Once again, that perfection hangover sets in when you realize that you’re NOT the perfect mom, the perfect wife, the perfect homemaker, the perfect chauffeur, the perfect ANYTHING. So I decided to take control of my life and make it the best I can. I am following simple routines and strategies for managing my home, and this is my journey. I know I’m not alone in my struggles, and I hope to inspire others to let go of perfection, do the best you can, and just.be.you!