Ramblings

Hello I'm Misti and I am a perfectionist.

Yes, I feel the urge to announce this to all of you.  I'm not a perfectionist as many would immediately think when they hear the word.  I am far from "all put together".  And if you were to take a peak inside my windows you would not see the "picture perfect home" with nothing out of place.

In fact, you would see just the complete opposite.  As I sit here typing this I am taking a look around.  You can only see bits and pieces of the wood on my desk.  It is covered in a plethora of items most of which have very little value to me at the present moment.  The dog is napping beside me and a folding chair that has not been put away from school.  The ottoman is covered with a buckeye, shrink wrap from a magazine that came in the mail, misc. junk mail, a hockey jersey, two sets of playing cards, and a remote (with no back on it.)  The couch has 1/2 of the pillows on it a blanket and one of the pieces of junk mail that someone discarded on it.  And then there is the floor where I can see a hockey stick oh wait make that 2 hockey sticks (one was hiding under the half opened door), a dog toy that has lost all of its stuffing, a sweatshirt, ball and some trampled pillows.

I am half tempted to take a photo.  However, the problem is....I have no idea where the camera has been stashed.  And I am not sure that I am willing to allow all of you to actually "see" what I am trying to describe.

What does the messiness of my house and perfection have in common?  I'm not real sure.  I write all of this to say this:  It has been way too long since I have typed up a blog post.  And I am here to tell you that the only reason I haven't is because I sit to write something and then my "perfectionism" gets in the way and I realize that I feel like I can't write  _______ for whatever reason.  And this can (and many time does) go on in many areas of my life.  Nothing ever seems to be right.

Am I proud of this? NO WAY!  And while I have been sharing with you my vulnerability with all of you I was reminded that NO MATTER how I view myself.  Or how others view myself......I have a loving Father that looks down upon me with LOVE!  And he wraps his arms around me and says, "You are forgiven and you are loved."

So there you have it....a blog post that I have needed to get out of the way.  I am hoping now that we are (hopefully) settling into a more routined lifestyle you will begin to see our Family Times Six Blog updated more regularly and back with the vision we all had when it originally started.

I'm now off to clean up the disaster that is around me and try to figure out what to feed my family for supper....until next time.

~Misti~