I'm a perfectionist.
I suppose sometimes it's a good thing. It's probably the reason I've gotten all the jobs & internships I've ever had, it's undoubtedly the reason I did so well in school, and it's certainly the reason my place is always sparkly clean and organized. Being a perfectionist can sometimes be a blessing...but more often times than not, it's a curse.
My blog has barely been up for 5 days and I've already given it a complete makeover. I'm sure it's normal as a new blogger to be undecided about fonts and colors and gadgets...but a complete redesign? That's reserved for the perfectionist freaks like myself.
More proof that it's a curse? I'm in my mid-twenties and I've recently been pulling out little grey hairs. I'm sorry, not grey...they are white. Yes, when I am a spunky old lady I will have long, flowy white hair. Wonderful.
Another thing being a perfectionist plagues me with is that my mind is constantly going a million miles an hour. When I'm doing something, I'm already thinking about the next 10 things I have to do. And when I lay down at night to go to sleep, I'm worrying about things like did I tivo my show last night? I wonder if my sisters remembered to call grandma on her birthday... or my personal favorite what should I cook for dinner tomorrow night? These are just a couple of the thousands of thoughts that pop in my head over the course of a few seconds. I wish there was a stop button or an off switch.
But that's just me. A worrier, organized to a fault, and a persevering perfectionist.
Today is actually my Friday, so I'm excited to relax and recharge over the weekend! Hope you guys have a great weekend too!
Thank you to all my new followers. And I sincerely appreciate every single comment on my posts. This blog thing has definitly been a blessing...or with my personality, maybe a curse.