It really hit me what that really meant. For some it might mean settling for less, but not for me.
When I expect perfection from myself, I inevitably fail. No one is perfect.
So why should we expect it from ourselves? Why do we think we’re so awesome that we don’t make mistakes?
I haven’t blogged about this at all, but in 2012 I lost 22 pounds. I’ve lost weight before. 70 pounds ten years ago. Most of it found me again. When I decided to lose it this time, I promised myself many things.
-I wasn’t going to beat myself up when I fell off the wagon.
-I wasn’t going to quit when I fell off the wagon because I WAS going to fall off the wagon. Many times.
-I wasn’t going to let it stop me.
-I also wasn’t going to stop eating the foods I loved–I just wasn’t going to eat them all the time.
In other words, expect imperfection.
It worked for me and my weight loss. I’m at 23 pounds lost, hoping to lose four more so I’ll finally have a healthy BMI and a “normal” weight. No. Let me rephrase that. I’m not hoping to, I WILL lose four more pounds.
But then I started thinking about this motto, “expect imperfection”, in other aspects of my life. More specifically, in my writing.
As I writer, I expect perfection from myself. On the first draft. How silly is that? But what if I started expecting IMperfection on that first draft? What if I was, if not happy, content, with what I wrote the first time around?
What a freeing concept. And what a weight that’s been lifted from my shoulders, both literally and figuratively.
So my new motto for 2013: Expect imperfection.