BarbWired

When it comes to getting things done, I’ve always had problems, but I think I may have stumbled upon one of the biggest road blocks.  I’m a perfectionist.  Go ahead, laugh.  I’ll wait while you get it out of your system.  Unfortunately, I’m the type of perfectionist who would rather not do it at all if I can’t do it perfectly.  And more often than not, that’s just what happens – it doesn't get done. 

Case in point:  you may recall I recently reorganized the cupboard that holds my spices.  All those cute little spice jars are now in a handy dandy tray.  Now, when I want a specific spice all I have to do is pull the container down, and they’re all there to choose from.  However, since I can’t read the name on the jar, I have pick up each and every one until I find the one I want.  Solution?  Put labels on the lids.  Seems simple enough, yes?  No.  I bought those cute little colorful round sticky spots which will fit very nicely on top.  So now all I need to do is write the name of each spice on a sticker, stick it to the lid, and voile’!  finito!  Oh no, my frisky little monkeys!  For some godforsaken reason, I feel the need to have the name PRINTED on each label, all professional looking and such.  Pffft.  It can’t be that hard to print those labels, can it?  Well let’s just say that I’ve spent an entire morning working on a layout in word, and I’m not done yet.  Any idea how many other things I needed to do this morning that didn’t get done?  Including the spice jar labeling?  I need to pick up the house, vacuum, run to the store, prep for supper, take a shower….. you get the idea.  This is a constant problem in my life.  Good fuckin god!  Why oh why can’t I just half ass it and move on? 

I had planned to run to Topeka this afternoon, but that may get postponed till tomorrow or Friday.  I bought my favorite computer game, Bejeweled, at Target yesterday.  When I got home, I opened the box, took out the CD case, and opened it to find nothing but air.  Now I know it could be worse - poor Nance bought an empty I Pod box recently.  I doubt I’ll have any trouble getting the disc – it’s not like I’d steal one and then go ask for another one – don’t really need two of the same disc ya know.  It’s just the idea that I could have stayed up all night playing Bejeweled, and didn’t get to! 

What I do HAVE to do is all those other things I mentioned above.  Kenda’s birthday was Monday, and she was off having fun with Elvis’ ghost, so I’m having her and Pat and the kids over for supper tonight.  I told her I’d fix anything she wanted – she chose Chef Boyardee Pizzas.  I’m like “seriously!  I’ll fix your favorite thing!”  and she said “I love your homemade pizza – that’s what I want!”  And who am I to deprive my best friend?  So pizza it is, but there’s a couple of things I want to get for toppings, so I need to run to town.   

In closing today, I’d like to leave you with a mental picture.  Imagine the local Let’s Help donation truck backed up to Devlin’s Liquor Super Store.  Now that’s the kinda help I’M talkin bout…….  where do I sign up?