Uh-oh, just realized I missed a day, not part of the plan.  Oh well, I did play piano and practice voice and exercise, which are part of my plan to rejuvenate every day. 

Perfection arrives in my life tomorrow, perhaps. 

It occurred to me when I first stopped being a perfectionist years ago that it would really irritate me when I would find myself acting like a perfectionist when I was trying to stop being a perfectionist. 

Thus, I was being a perfectionist about stopping being a perfectionist.  At that point I thought perhaps I was a hopeless perfectionist but I slowly got over it.  Three sons’ll do that to you.

Of course, they’re perfect in every way!