a season of good enough

a season of good enough

There is this thing I struggle with, and maybe you do, too.

I hit a roadblock of disappointment, and then I am faced with a choice. I can either climb out of discouragement, embrace what is and let go of what is not. Or, choose to stay and wallow in the what is not until it hardens around me and I am stuck.

I’m not talking about grief. I mean disappointment. Maybe frustration. Something that slows me to a grinding halt.

I’m realizing how much of an all or nothing sort of person I am. If I can’t do it well, or the way I envision it, well then, I’d rather not do it.

I wrestle with this all the time.

In my yard.

In my house.

On my desk.

In conversations.

With photo albums.

With Exercise.

With relationships.

With writing.

Volunteering at school.


It’s a heavy expectation I put on myself. 

And if you’re like me, you really don’t have time to do it perfectly. Sometimes not even decently.

Sometimes, I have to skip the gourmet, make it from scratch dinners I love to prepare because in order to be able to eat together tonight, dinner has to be done in 20 minutes.

I need to master the art of making the most of minutes. And I don’t mean a constant flurry of busy.

What I mean is, being content with sliding those pictures into old fashioned sleeves instead of waiting for the week of nothing that will never happen, in which I will create gorgeous scrapbooks out of 20 years of over snapping pictures.

I mean cleaning the room even if I hate the furniture.

I mean saying something even if it isn’t worded exactly right.

I mean learning the discipline of just writing for a half an hour. Because I don’t have six.

And then let it be, and go to bed.

What about you? What keeps you from being satisfied with good enough?

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14 thoughts on “a season of good enough”

  • I just love this so much. Martha Stewart did a number on me two decades ago that I’m (and I think a lot of us) are still trying to get over. My mantra is “Something is better than nothing.” I use it all the time. For all those areas you mention and more. Anything, no matter how small an effort is better than being paralyzed and defeated by inaction. Thanks so much for sharing this! We all need to be reminded…again…and again. 🙂

  • All. The. Time.
    Because really I don’t have time to use the bathroom by myself….
    But I’ve accepted that it’s just the season I’m in at the moment.
    Great post Deb.

    • What is it about mom going into the bathroom that attracts the kids? I never solved that mystery. I do love bathroom time now. Probably way more than I should — ha! Thanks, Maggie!

  • Deb, I have one minute to write this before I leave. 🙂 Love the message and love you, and love your writing. Keep it up, we are all nodding our heads as your messages resonate with us all!

  • This is me in several areas. I am so all or nothing and it drives me, and probably those around me crazy. Right now I am working on losing a few pounds and I am forcing myself to periodically eats some dessert … just to mess with my all or nothing mentality.

    Great post.


    • Oh, good idea! I may go force myself to eat a dessert right now. 🙂 Tidying has that effect on me — messing with my all or nothing mentality. It’s a good thing, right?

  • Loved your post! At 63, I know most of what we chase and spend copious amounts of time on does not even matter in the whole scope of life and especially to God. Like I picture God turning to Jesus a million times every day and saying….really? That is what they think is important? It also helps to stay away from people who obsess over these things and make you feel less for not.

    • Oh Debi, your perspective here is part of what draws me to some of my very dearest friends who have lived more of life than I have. I was just writing about them the other day and will post it soon. I am so very, very grateful for the perspective they give me, and I think I get hung up far less on the things I thought were important than I did before I knew them. Thank you!

  • Oh, sister. Me, too! Disappointment can stop me in my tracks. I’m trying to learn to sit with the disappointment and look at the why’s behind it, but I’d rather just make that discomfort go away.

    • Yes! Sitting with the disappointment instead of numbing it. That’s exactly what I’m attempting now. Pushing through instead of letting it paralyze me. Making the most of what I have and not what I don’t.

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