Or in my case, he is ME!
More often than I care to admit I allow myself to let that horrible imperfection of perfectionism to stand in my way of JUST DOING IT.
He is a rotten fella to have in your inner circle, let me tell you what. You'll have to trust me when I say that the best way to deal with him is to send him packing the minute he arrives. If you don't, he'll hang around making himself so comfortable that before long you forget that he ain't even supposed to be living with you, let alone telling you how to run your life!
I can't tell you how many times I've had to kick him out. Because of that, today I decided to make myself a sign to remind me of this stinkin' fella and what is true concerning his nature.
He is not a good friend.
He doesn't make me better.
He prevents me from reaching my true potential.
He's a shameful jerk!!!!
Gasp! I even used the tin letters I've been "saving"...saving for what, I don't know. Double gasp! I punched holes in them!!!!! And by the time I'd strung quite a few together with wire I wished I would have looped the wire through more than once. But I knew I was making progress when I didn't go back and fix it!!!!!
My poor craft room has been a miserable, disorganized mess because of Mr. Perfection. He kept sweet talkin' me, telling me things like "wait until you get all the right stuff before you try to organize this mess....don't waste your precious time on something you'll want to change later....blah, blah, blah."
But today I ignored his dribble. I made some progress in the pursuit of getting organized. Still a long way to go....which brings me to a second thought...I think Mr. Perfectionist has an evil cousin named Mr. Hoarder.
Never mind. I'll save that story for another day of TRUE CONFESSIONS.
**First and last photo images from the Graphics Fairy.