I consider myself a perfectionist in therapy. I have always liked things done in a certain way and order. In our first home with only two children everything had a place and each night before bed all was tidy and right in my little world. I was happy. I am still happy, but a new home( that we have been remodeling since we moved in) and 3 children later, I am no longer surrounded by order. It is not always easy for me, but I am learning that there are more important things than having the crayons sorted by color.
Tonight we had a (not so funny) funny thing happen. We have just finished a (two week)remodel of our upstairs kid's bathroom. It was started in February, my husband said it would take two weeks so I say go for it. As you can see it has taken over 8 months. Mostly because my husband also likes things done perfectly. Unfortunately his perfection takes a very long time. He went to great lengths to insure that everything was of the best quality, did all the work himself, putting in special water barriers to protect against leaks. He does not like plumbing and that was the major cause for delay, but he finally prevailed and the bathroom was ready for use.
As we sat downstairs this evening our daughter called down to us that water was all over the bathroom floor. I ran up to see what had happened as my husband noticed that it was leaking from the vents and recessed can lights into the kitchen, which is under the bathroom. I immediately set to mopping up the water which had resulted from the curtain not being properly in the shower as our daughter prepared to shower. My husband checked the attic for the extent of the damage. and mopped up the kitchen.
The water had leaked under the door past all the precautionary measures he had taken and found a crack in the deck to seep into the kitchen. I can not help but laugh a little.
Perfection is not something we can attain, because God is always showing us ways to improve, we will never fully get there. And it is only through Him that we are made perfect and I am not even sure that will happen until we are face to face with Him. So I will remember this evening with a smile. Because I believe it is a reminder that although we may strive for perfection...there is always room for improvement.
Familiarity breeds children. Mark Twain..... Welcome to my Blog... I'm a mom of 7 taking life one day at a time. Loving my Lord, my family, and my life. Thanks for visiting. I hope you enjoy getting to know my Nutty Bunch. You can also find me on Facebook @ onenuttybunch.
Monday, December 20, 2010
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