A little better...
Sometimes I feel like maybe I am too hard on myself, but most of the time I feel like I am a slacker. I think if I did all the things that I am supposed to do well, then I would be wonderfully happy. I think as much as I hate it, I have bought into the superwoman myth. The myth that says I will rise up at 4am and do my Bible study, bake bread for my family, prep for the three upcoming meals and a couple of healthy snacks, have a productive school morning and then a fun afternoon of crafts, experiments and physical activities. I laugh out loud when I read that "to do" list, but it is still the model that I try to piece together. Like maybe I get up at 8 and feel desperately behind and frustrated that I missed my Bible time and skip right on to food prep while yelling at the kids to get going on school. Not only am I failing, but I am making my kids feel like they are too. It is insane and I must stop it.
The perfectionist in my head that I can never live up to is turning me into a sloth that does not even want to try. I know I will fail and can't face that again.
How did you kill the perfectionist in your head? If she lives, did you give her an attitude adjustment? I do still have a can of whoop-a$$, maybe I should open it.