Here's how stupidly anxious I get sometimes:
I picked up some Christmas cards this morning and spent a bunch of time perfecting messages to write inside them.
I used a fancy pen.
I did my best cursive (I always print).
I wanted these to be perfect.
Then I made a million dumb mistakes because I'm so not-used to writing cursive letters that the shapes felt unnatural.
My writing looked sloppy and worse than usual.
I got frustrated.
Then I realized that one of the envelopes needed extra postage
and I only have regular stamps.
So I thought "fuck this, I'm using this as an opportunity to do this right this time"
I went out and bought the lovely cards you see above.
I wrote the same heartfelt messages.
But this time I did it in my usual, messy, unladylike printing.
Because Christmas isn't about being perfect
(or trying to be)
it's about being yrself.
Thanks Christmas cards for reminding me.