Today is the day I’m officially declaring myself a mediocre-ist. I’m starting to realize that for some reason, I’ve befriended a lot of perfectionists throughout my life.  Not sure if I’m drawn to them because they fascinate me or if there are just simply a lot of them.

Anyway, after a lot of soul searching I’ve figured out that I am not one of them!  I strive for mediocrity.  My motto is, “That’s good enough”.  When my perfectionist friends have conversations about cleaning their banisters with toothbrushes, I will no longer wonder why I don’t have the desire to do the same.  When my perfectionist friends point out that all my picture frames are slightly crooked, I will no longer wonder why I didn’t take the time to use a level when hanging baby pictures. 

I will just simply shrug and say, “Eh, whatever…I’m a mediocre-ist!”

So, I’m in Wal-mart the other day buying all the necessities to keep the kids and house running. You know – diapers, wipes, toothpaste, etc.

Then I find myself in the aisle of razors.  I usually just buy the bag of 100 disposable razors for myself.  However, the fancy schmancy $7 Venus Gillette razor caught my eye.  I had it in my hand, but then I was like “Wait a minute – $7 for ONE razor??!??”  No way.

I put it back on the shelf.  (Please keep in mind that I could shave my legs twice a day and still feel stubble.)

I kept pushing my cart along and looked down at the contents.  It was full to the top with stuff for my kids and husband.   What is it that clicks over in you once you have kids that makes it IMPOSSIBLE to spend money on yourself? 

I mean seriously, before kids I’d go out with friends and spend $7 on myself every 20 minutes when I ordered another mircrobrew. 

How did this happen?

To make a long story short, I bought myself the razor.  Every time I shave I get a feeling akin to being pampered at a spa.  Not that I know what that feels like – I’d never spend the money on myself to go!