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The “perfect” holiday season

Thanksgiving is in a few days and I’m officially excited for Christmas.

Around here that means higher electricity bills (hello, AC!) and less clothes. It means more sweat and more swimming. It means uglier hair and more beautiful evening walks.

Every year we long for our holidays to be “the best ever” and it’s easy to make ourselves crazy with wanting our homes and tables and gifts and trees to look like something out of Martha Stewart. (And don’t get me wrong, I love prettiness all around.)

But I refuse to pursue “pretty” at the expense of “perfect”.

Because perfect holidays don’t come looking like a magazine spread.

Perfect holidays come when there is enough time and space and energy to enjoy the ones we love.

Sometimes that comes with a gorgeous party spread laid out around a pinterest-worthy centerpiece and other times that comes with a backyard BBQ and impromptu game of cricket while dining on picnic wear.

Either way, perfect is achievable. As long as we have the right idea of perfect. 

 

Q for you: Do you stress about having the “perfect” holidays?

 

Love,
A

 


Pep talk

I don’t get scared easily.

To be honest, I’ve never struggled much with fear.

But right now? I’m terrified.

An opportunity lays before me that I want to take. So much.

But I also want to run the opposite direction. R-u-n.

All of a sudden these ugly visitors rise to the surface: fear of failure, fear of inadequacy, fear of being out of my depth, fear of rejection, fear of blowing it.

I “make my living” helping people to understand how awesome they are, but now all of a sudden I’m cowering.

I need to take some of my advice:

Face your fears.

Take a risk.

Be willing to fail.

Have faith.

Don’t over think things.

Let go of perfectionism.

Believe in yourself.

Trust God.

An opportunity is just that – an opportunity. It’s up to me whether I embrace it or blow it off.

I’m gonna choose to embrace it, perhaps with a little trembling… but embrace it nonetheless.

Eeek!

STOP.

 

Q for you: When’s the last time you faced one of your fears?

 

Love,
A

 

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My inner critic

Apparently sixth grade was a big year for me:

The year I learned about autism.

The year I did my first volunteering (outside of a church setting at least).

The year I wrote my very first report. (The report was about koalas. Oh, the irony as I write this from Down Under 23 years later.)

It was also the year that I got my first B.

I’ll never forget it.

Mrs. Smith handed me my report card and there, next to “science” was a B. A big, fat, dreaded B.

I was devastated and burst into tears.

Cry. me. a. river.

My 11-year-old logic: My family didn’t have much money. If I wanted to go to college, no doubt I’d need to get there on scholarship. And if I wanted a scholarship, no doubt I’d need to have a perfect school record. Perfect. Six grade included.

(Where does an 11-year-old get these ideas? Certainly not my parents for the record! They were thrilled with my B and never, ever pressured me about grades during my entire life. Not even once.)

But there I was, an 11-year-old with ruined college and career plans.

maybe I couldn’t become a child psychologist after all. (I wonder what a child pychologist would say about my ideas back then? Hmmm… another post for sure.)

I’ve since earned a few B’s, and when I got to college I actually got a C once. It was in math or science, of course.

But you know what? I don’t even remember what exact class that C was from… because it’s not important.

I’ve since learned that I will never be perfect. I will never have “straight As.” Not on my report card, and not in life.

Most of the time, I’m at peace with that; sometimes I still wrestle.

beginning this five-minute-a-day blog is an excercize in beating that inner perfectionist to death.

Do you know how hard it is to just write and not edit and then the world see all of my flaws and typos and scattered thoughts?

But it is working. It is helping.

And I am becoming more comfortable to just write. Write without reservations.

Thank you Mrs. Smith for helping me to see that a B is still really, really good. I’m sorry it took me a few years to figure it out.

Q for you: My inner critic is the perfectionist. What’s yours??

Love,
A

Click Clink Five is a blog by Adriel Booker. | Five minutes a day, unedited. | 2012 All rights reserved. | Adriel also writes on parenting and motherhood at The Mommyhood Memos.


On being creative… and tidy

I’m a creative person. Always have been.

When I was a kid I was convinced I was going to be the next Amy Grant… or at least a Broadway star so that I could put my stellar singing, dancing, and acting, skills to good use.

But I’m also a fairly logical and organized person. (For the most part at least.

Many say these don’t go toghether – the idea of being creative and being ordered.

But I beg to differ.

Why is it that messy types get the title of creative? Hmph. Slackers.

I actually think order, boundaries, and space lend themselves to birthing incredible creative if  they are put into place with thoughtful consideration.

There are certain things that actually feed my creativity, and mess and chaos certainly don’t make the list:

A clean, uncluttered beautiful space. I’m working on this one. Our home office is where I like to “work” (create) but it’s most definitely a work in progress. We’re getting there. It’s slowly becoming the beautiful space that I envision in my mind.

A good soundtrack. No explanation needed. Give me jazz, give me folk, give me some new wave, give something—anyhing—that moves me. I bet you’re the same.

A late night. Especially since having kids I so wish I wasn’t a night person (it’s not convenient!!) but I just am. I come alive after dark. So I need to stay up late every onceand-a-while.

Regular input from “beautiful things”. When I watch a good movie, it makes me want to practice my photography. When I hear great music, it makes me want to write. When I see beautiful design and décor, it makes me want to play guitar. When I read a good book, it makes me want to do something craftabulous. You get the picture.

Inspiration leads to inspiration.

This year I want to create space in my life to be more creative. (Or maybe I should say I wan to let the creative loose that’s already there?)

But that requires a few things to help me on the way: de-cluttering, creating space and time, and being inspired by beautiful and interesting and thought-provoking things.

That will take discipline – it won’t just fall into mu lap. Discipline is part of the reason I’ve started this blog – getting me to write every day and cut it off at five minutes.

Dang this post is stupid. I want to rewind and start over. My prefectionsist tendency is roaring rightnow. I guess it’s bound to happen sometimes when you attempt a ridiculous project like

STOP.   Bahh!!

Q for you: I have way more to say on this subject… and an incredible desire to go back and re-write everything I did say… but instead I’ll just ask you… what helps you unlock your creative side?

Love,
A

p.s. I totally cheated on this post. Went back and added in a few more sentances. Shame! But it was so bad and it was yelling at me to FIX it. Bah! This was totally an 8-minute post. Or more. I don’t even know now. And it’s still awful. Fail… frustrated fail. Big, fat fail. This blog is going to beat the perfectionist out of me!!! There’s always tomorrow, right?? *sigh*

Click Clink Five is a blog by Adriel Booker. | Five minutes a day, unedited. | 2012 All rights reserved. | Adriel also writes on motherhood and parenting at The Mommyhood Memos.