…is that it sometimes makes you drop down 57 rows to fix one little twisted cable that no one but you would ever really notice anyway but you know if you didn’t it would drive you crazy forever and ever so you spend two hours of your Friday night listening to your husband tell you you’re crazy for even attempting to fix it but feeling really damn good about yourself when you finally set everything right.

One Response to “The problem with perfectionism…”

1. Sharon says:

   September 23, 2009 at 10:37 am

   Holy crap girl! That is nuts! You have some cohones!!