Perfectionist Be Gone

I need to do some sort of ritual to be rid of the perfectionist side of me. I think it's ridiculous that I am no longer publishing my posts, but saving them to be edited. I haven't uploaded pictures because they haven't been properly cropped or enhanced. I worked on converting some pictures of Jayson to black and white and they didn't save, so that hour was lost and I spent another one trying to learn how to do a better job. I DON'T know how to get the results I want, so I'm frustrated.

I don't like typing with one finger and infants often require both arms. So I have scripted several posts in my forgetful mind that I intend to write when I can type speedily. I do manage to scroll through Google Reader to read YOUR blogs while I feed the baby. I've also subscribed to nearly 85 photography blogs so I can be inspired and learn my style. But what usually happens is I just feel intimidated and overwhelmed. I need to enroll in some classes or something. AHH!!

I like having the blog in sequential order. This liking has probably been amplified because I've been preparing my blog to be printed into a book. (Blurb.com) Because I'm a perfectionist I need to edit each page so it looks exactly like I want it. So I need my blog to be in order so the book can be an actual history.

I will admit that I backdate some of my posts so that they appear dated when they happened, not necessarily when I finally post them.

Anyway, now that I've admitted that I'm anal, high-strung, and getting worked up over this WAY to much for a hobby that is supposed to be fun, relaxing, and enjoyable, I will attempt to release my inner perfectionist.

Readers beware: incomplete sentences, typos, stories out of sequence, & imperfect photos to follow.