We’re not perfect

We love our life together, me and Brad, but we are not perfect. Perfection seems to be something we all aspire to. Well, most people do anyway. Most want the perfect job, the perfect house, the perfect family. But how many people actually have that? Do you really want perfection? I know I don’t. Never had it, and never want it. How boring would life be, if it was perfect?

Brad and I have never worked on perfection; however we have always worked on happiness. Mutual understanding, mutual love, and mutual friendship. They are our priorities. Not perfection. We like each other. We don’t just love each other, we actually like each other. We like spending time together. Important, considering we live in a caravan and spend all our time together! We laugh. We listen. We love. We like. We enjoy. We are happy. We don’t have a lot of money. We don’t have kids. We don’t have a home. But we are happy. We are living life on our terms. And we love it.

How do we do it? How do we stay happy? We work at it. We respect each other. We talk openly. We don’t hide things from each other. We have no secrets. We don’t argue. We don’t yell. We don’t give each other the silent treatment. We don’t go to sleep angry. We have finance meetings. We decide everything as a couple. We’re a team. We’re on our side.

We’re not perfect. But by fuck we’re happy!

6 thoughts on “We’re not perfect

  1. (From my HSM blog):
    7/2/14
    Sometimes change sneaks up on you
    Progress shits all over perfection in my humble opinion. For a start it’s achievable. Sometimes it’s even measurable. Perfection on the other hand strikes me as a nasty abstract thing that usually obstructs progress just by hanging around, all the while smugly masquerading as something real and attainable and incontestably positive. Perfection is a lying arsehole.
    I say this because I’ve struggled for ages with my all-or-nothing thinking style. I’ve talked myself out of achieving countless goals because of it, allowing fear of failure, compulsiveness and impulsiveness to drive my choices. Over the last few weeks though, I’ve been able to override my default settings several times (mainly in matters of diet and exercise). Maybe all the thought evaluation I’ve been doing in relation to alcohol has leaked into other aspects of my life. Maybe in the process of questioning what makes me me, I’ve managed to let go of a bit more baggage. In any case, I’m pretty chuffed about this unexpected development. For me, this is definitely progress.

    • I love your writing Geri, you always seem to have the right words. But what always puts a smile on my face is that in amongst your eloquence, you have a line like “Perfection is a lying arsehole”!! I couldn’t have said it better myself! Thanks for all your positive feedback on my ramblings. As I said, I love to write shit. None of it is perfect though. Perfection’s for lying arseholes!! Love ya Geri. xx

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