I've come to view my mistakes as progress I've made in the recovery from perfectionism. Oh, but mistakes are so hard sometimes. I feel for all involved~ the poor person making the mistake and even the one on the other end, if there is another end. Sometimes we're lucky enough to have it just happen to us, like when we trip and skin a knee.
Unfortunately, thats not the case here~ I sure wish the newspaper put our website address in correctly, but I wasn't expecting how bizarre it feels being on the receiving end of the mistake. Not for the obvious reason, but having to report the mistake for correction doesn't feel good! Seeing anyone uncomfortable isn't comfortable and thats where we are. I just hope people eventually end up "home", here, in our own spot. I so feel for her and wish I could do something for her, I hope she remains "okay" all the way around.
The article was so beautifully put together, too, exact in every detail: except that we aren't affiliated with Seattle. They're a great group thats been emailed and called to clarify this with, so I asked if we could be collaborating on projects later on. Wouldn't that be fun? Two coasts in the pursuit of art and health.
Today's been bizarre all the way around. Elton was threatening Stephen and the cat walked on my laptop and turned on some feature that made the computer talk like Stephen Hawking. The cat taught me that we have a computer program called narrator and... I guess Elton is teaching us not to bend over near jealous natured ducks. Since mistakes teach us pretty often, I can't wait to see what comes of this.
Some quote somewhere stated that the person not making mistakes isn't living. Hopefully we will all make plenty of them.
(Avoiding mistakes, hmmm... This reminds me of perfectionsim... more on that later.)
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