Your idea of a perfect day.
This prompt presents a slippery slope for me. For years now, I have been trying to get away from “perfect” because it is a symptom of the OCD that plagues me. I would plan out my days from the moment I woke up until I went to bed. I sought control and perfectionism over my plans and heaven help anyone or anything that derailed them, including myself. Unless you’ve spent decades enslaved to perfectionism, you have no idea how a prompt like this can shackle you again.
Through intense therapy, Mindfulness and spending a year focused on the word Acceptance, I have learned not to expect perfect days. Instead, I get up, go through my routines and allow the day to unfold as it will. I do have hopes for each of my days. I try to make it through the day by writing something, reading a book I am reviewing, spending some quality time with my dad, and watching something on Netflix or Hulu.
I can afford this because I lead a fairly simple life. I have no one to answer to but myself – no husband or children – so I can decide how much time I will spend doing any one thing. I have little stress, mostly just what I put on myself. And since there are some areas of my life where perfectionism still crops up (mainly my routines and writing), I can’t afford to pressure myself by inventing a perfect day. I’ll just take it moment by moment.