It'll do

This is a tale of a character trait one that I have moments of gratitude for but that also brings me much angst. I try to be easy going. If you dont live directly with me I may have pulled off that conviction. Not overly concerned about getting a fence around the yard or replacing the 11 year old washer . Poor thing just doesnt have the youthful power to fully remove the water from my towels. I dont mind restting it to do a second spin . Some things I can live with . Thats good if you think Im frugal " use it up wear it out" kind of thing. But lets be honest. Saying I can live with that is not always admirable. Their are conversations I should have confrontations I should face habits I could break, shows I shoudnt sit threw, chores I need to do. Jobs I should persue and work I should have left. My husband saw me making pancakes the other day and when he looked at my wire wisk my prolonged procrastination was over. I had actually come to believe all whipped cream takes 15 minutes to whip. Slowly I had been sucked into believing that tool was on par or at least acceptable. When the wisk he ordered came in the mail. I said this isnt right with my eye brows furled. It was huge! Well.. it was right . I was a little gitty I had no idea how sub par my standard had become. Well heres to joining Scott and Jen and others of you who are looking at your life and questioning " It'll do pieces of your life" Maybe it shouldnt do I dont want to die with any song left in me.