Obsessing Over Perfection.

     So call it OCD, or just a need to have thing look perfect and presentable. 

    For me when Im decorating or moving my room around I always get in this habit that my room has to be perfect. The decorations need balance within numbers, balance within colors, and balance in height. My key is balance and I spend hours trying to make it all click in place. Which cause far more anxiousness than it's worth.

    I, unfortunately, don't obsess this way over school papers, or the interior of my car. But something about my room I tend to get on these unreasonable kicks that my room needs to look like something on the front of the magazine, or in a showroom. Which makes it SUPER unfunctionable (Is that not a word).

     When its not my room, its my outfit, or my makeup. I feel like other people do this too, but Its this underlying need to be presentable and matching. And yes I wear double denim on a regular basis, as well as polka dots on polka dots, stripes on stripes, etc. But Theres like this dial in our heads, that we readjust until we get it to click into place. 

    Now I don't know how to necessarily stop being so angsty about having to have perfection in things like that. Because my room, clothes, and makeup are far from that. But this seems to relate back to just being content with what is around you in the moment. Enjoying the old blanket on your bed, or that silly shade of pink on your walls. Take in and enjoy the quirky now things, 

After all, I woke up with my shirt on backwards. Im not sure how, but you best bet Im leaving it just the way it is.