Wednesday, December 12, 2012

where do i begin?

well ive been busy.  i havent made had found the time to read any of my favorite blogs, never mind write something, anything on mine.  here are the things that i have wanted to write about but can't seem to get it done...

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thanksgiving with my parents in redmond
my butternut squash soup recipe
the amazing dried pears i made and have been savoring
fakesgiving 2012 (is it possible that i havent told you all about fakesgiving???)
my recent desire to go to the gym again
all the reflection that i do in december...looking back on the past year.
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i am sure there is more...and thinking about it a lot lately makes me think ... maybe im done blogging for now?  should this really stress me out?  i don't like 'half' doing things.  that is how i am feeling about this here blog.  that i am posting quick posts here and there but nothing with any more substance.  i am not choosing to spend my time using the cool photo editing on google plus.  i am not choosing to spend my time actually writing down recipes to share with others instead of keeping them swimming in my head.  maybe it's because what i want to write about lately is hard stuff.  and taking the time to write hard stuff is...well...tough. 

anyways...perfectionism.  if i don't have the time to write about everything exactly how i imagine it, then i don't do it at all.  i have learned to embrace my desire to be a perfectionist this year.  i have figured out places in my life that it works to try and be perfect.  and at the same time, found places that perfectionism doesn't benefit my greater good.  i am owning it, instead of trying to get rid of it.  channeling it for good, not trouble.  

off to make a cup of tea and eat the last piece of raw carrot cake leftover from fakesgiving.  which i promise i will write about next because seriously, fakesgiving 2012 was breathtaking.

1 comment:

  1. I feel like I am half assing so many things in my life right now. You know what was not half assed at all?! Fakesgiving. Miles & I felt like 2 giddy 19 year olds. Good times.

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