Just in case you're wondering...the bedrooms didn't get finished. But, everything else on the list was completed.
WHEW!
I did a little "sprucing" before I left the house this morning, ran the dishwasher, and since Matt will most likely beat me home, he should be pleasantly surprised.
Might have been nice if I would have remembered to take out the trash, but hey...it's good enough, right?
My project reflections:
What really struck me throughout this project though, is how much pressure I put on myself. Yes, I gave myself a large project (for what I think is good reason - a nice gift for a reasonably small pocket-book price...a labor of love, a gift that cost time and effort, not $$$). But even as I reached completion of parts of the project, instead of feeling satisfied, I continually found things that I thought would be good to add to the list. WHAT's THAT ABOUT???
Instead of looking around and enjoying what I had done and accomplished, I looked around and thought, 'Well, the next to-do list I make should include the top of the TV, and I should really tackle cleaning out the closets, and....'
How did the perfectionism get so ingrained? And how long will it take for me to un-train and re-train myself to finish something and then REST, while waiting on direction from the Lord for HIS next project for me?
I might be overthinking things here, but hey...these are just my musings anyway...
So when does he get home? I'm dying to hear what he thinks and how surprised he is!
ReplyDeleteOh and by the way, I am the EXACT same way. Instead of being satisfied and pleased with myself for things I accomplish, I always think about the time I wasted doing such and such...or whatever. And really, to most, it isn't a time waster (like I'm talking 5 min!), but to me, one minute wasted is a minute wasted. Why are we so hard on ourselves? Hmm...