Tuesday, 20 October 2015

The false sense of " perfectionism".

Flipping through a magazine the other day looking an article on someone else's home and drooling over the glossy photos of their timeless designed,  clean, uncluttered everything white home with 4 kids and 2 golden labs.  Their house is stunning, an old farm house from 1905 and they gave it a complete make over but some how kept the old comfy charm.  Loved it, I love this house.  I want this house on these pages to be my house. I have to remind myself this is staged to look like this for the photo shoot. However, I wish I could have that home for 1day.

                                    
                                         ( the room the magazine makes me wish I had)

  I look up from the article to see my home, not the same by any standards.  Don't get me wrong, I love our home.  We too have done our fair share of renovations.  At one time we where the house that others in the cult de sac envied.  We put in crown moulding, new kitchen, new flooring, renovated main bathroom.  We took our home from the 70's to the 2000's.  We "live" in our home.  It's not decluttered like the one I was reading about ( oh trust me I wish it was). Not everything is shiney and new.  We have repurposed a lot of things.  We did splurge on our 100% virgin New Zealand Wool carpet, a metal roof and new Eco paved driveway.  But it's not perfect.  It's not staged to look perfect. It's messy, dusty, the floors aren't always washed and my big secret is I will light scented candles when I'm too busy to clean my house properly to give the  illusion of a sweet fresh clean abode. I'm sure I am not the only one doing that in this world.

Our homes are a lot like our lives.  We are mostly all looking at what everyone else has.  We compare our lives, our homes, cars, kids everything to what some one else has. I call this " the false sense of perfectionism".  It's an illusion.  We all create it. We all feel the need to be perfect in all areas of our lives.  Be it as it may, we all need to step back and take a hard look at our own realities and see what truly is important to us in our own personal lives.   For me it's that nice house in the magazine that I crave.  Some one in the world may want the home I have.  I also wish for many other things, like a cottage by the lake, dream vacations, a bigger bank account, my dream job of becoming a photographer to come to a reality,  a pre teen & teenager who would pick up after them selves ( ok who doesn't want that I mean come now!)

                                   
                          ( my less that non cluttered home after the kids come home from school)

My reality is that I have a beautiful home, 2 healthy happy kids, a husband that I adore and that loves me for me.  I have friends who light up my life and family that supports me that are my rocks. A sweet dog who loves and comforts me when I need it.  We travel & have staycations where we create wonderful life time memories.  These are my realities in my life.  They are not perfect by any means, but they are my version of perfection because we all have our flaws.  Our house, ours cars, jobs, kids, spouses, friends and families. Nothing in life is perfect Per se because that is to me a false sense of perfectionism.   I have known people in my life who want the cookie cutter life, the movie fake love scene, the white picket fence and the perfect doting children & husband.  Maybe you have all that and more in your lives, maybe you don't and wish you did.

I guess in the end my point is that we need to be happy in our lives with what we do have.  If you're not then create the life you do want however just don't be fake about.  Be authentic, be vulnerable, be humble, be real, be true to your self.  Don't wish for what the neighbour has cause you think they have it all, because in the end they might think the same of you.

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