“Don’t let perfect be the enemy of the good.” French
Philosopher Voltaire is believed to have expressed this sentiment first. This
weekend, I lived it. The Mrs. and I decided to redo our kitchen floor. My wife
did most of the work and she did a great job. I ran the errands to Home Depot
for more supplies and worked on some of the more difficult corners and spots.
It took longer and was much more difficult than I anticipated. I got frustrated
and paranoid, discouraged about how bad some of my spots were turning out. So
much so that I completely overlooked how much of an improvement the new floor
is. No, it isn’t perfect. I made several mistakes. But it is 100% better than
the scratched, marked up, water damaged, dirt-encrusted, holes in the floor
tile we had down before. My wife is pleased. It looks decent. We worked hard.
Let the frustration and disappointment go, Rich. Stephanie had to remind me of
that with this side by side photograph. Maybe my floor experience is a metaphor
(or methaphlor) for life. What do we avoid doing or appreciating because we
expect perfect when better and decent will more than do?
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