So this morning I was thinking about Perfection. This is after my husband called me an overachiever via text because I told him I got up at 645am, ran two miles and lifted weights. Of course he’s saying this while he is on a cruise in the Bahamas with my children and I think he is just trying to deal with his own guilty feelings about going without me. At any rate, my thoughts about perfection were actually formulating while I was taking a shower – ok, I’ll admit it. I have some of the best conversations with myself while I’m in the shower. Something about warm water and quiet solitude helps me think and have brilliant ideas. Of course brilliancy quickly evaporates as I struggle to figure out which way to turn off the water and inevitably it’s always the wrong way and results in a short but severe burn. So – Perfection – I’ve come to grips with the fact that yes, due to my slight insecurities, I am an overachiever. I also over commit, make mistakes, have poor judgment at times, feel sorry for myself occasionally and get mad for no reason (read – ‘bitchy’ – sorry Mom, I had to say it). But at the end of the day, the one thing that I feel helps me to be successful is the fact that I am ok with all of that. I’m not saying that I don’t strive for improvement (I’ve cut back on my Miller Light consumption and my Navy sailor language – at least this week), but the bottom line is that I’m happy with who I am and I’m happy with Carol Craig.