One more example of bad perfectionism.
I was asked to make 90 invitations to a Christmas open house where my daughter dances. When asked, I was buttered up with, “I looked at some stores, but thought you could do something nice and crafty.” OK, no pressure. For literally 2 days I worked on those things. It took me awhile, (techie challenged), to copy and paste the text onto a page, and figure out what size, what graphics, etc. Then I couldn’t print them out on plain paper, so I copied/scanned some Christmas paper that I had laying around. Then I needed to print those off first. I ran out of colored ink very quickly. At one point I said something like “it would have been easier to just go to my friendly UPS store and have them do this for me”, but I didn’t listen. I finally got them printed, and this was the same day as the crash, so I was stressed anyway. Once printed, I needed to EMBELLISH. Don’t you just love that word? I thought I did better this year, because I didn’t put much emphasis on every invite being different from the others. I had 5 or 6 different scanned papers, and a big Christmas tree die cut on each one. I alternated, and half of them had the tree on the front, and the other half had the tree on the inside. The ones with the trees on the inside had stickers or something on the outside. Did I say I worked on these mostly all day? Then I went to get some more printer ink, stickers, glitter glue, rubber stamps…… and came home, put the kids in bed at 9:00, and sat back down to finish. I did that at 4:46 AM. Wow, I was tired when I got up at 6:30, after hitting the snooze button 3 times! I had laid them out for the glue to dry, and decided that the ones without a tree on the front looked too plain. So 4 hours later, I had them finished again, with even more glitter glue. Why do I do this to myself? A simple project turned into a nightmare! But they were reeeaaallllyyyy CUTE!
