I am a recovering perfectionist. I spent many weeks hemming and hawing on what to write on this blog. Of course the perfectionist in me says “You can’t launch until you have content and it has to be good content. Not only good content, but it has to flow and all make sense together 6 months from now.” So here I sit in front of my computer contemplating in which order to write things.
It’s a good thing I remind myself often of my own intentions. That very first post stated I would be writing about being perfectly imperfect so I will start with a story. The doors of my preschool open in 3 days and at times it feels like the calm before the storm. My husband reminds me every year (especially since he is my maintenance man) that it doesn’t have to be perfect. So this year I heed his advice and you know what, I see it is still going to be fantastic.
“Perfect” is subjective, right? Many of my ventures and adventures have been best without a perfectly executed plan. At the very least, they make for good stories. So, with prepared and positive facilitators, materials on the shelves and a warm and nurturing environment, I will open my doors. Stay tuned to see how it went!
