Crooked Christmas Tree

Our Christmas tree this year has some issues. We got it last week right before going out to dinner for date night. We had a lot going on that evening, but I was adamant about getting the tree that night too. We were in a hurry so I'm not exaggerating when I say we picked it out in less than 5 minutes. We saw it, it looked good, we bought it.
Unfortunately it didn't look so good once we put it up. We bought a crooked tree!
David tried various things to get it look straight, but it just wasn't going to happen. So we left it as is. Besides the one flaw of looking like it's going to fall over any second, it really is a beautiful tree. Even more so with lights and ornaments.

This Christmas tree says a lot about me these days. For as long as I can remember, I've been a perfectionist. Just a few years ago, I never would have left a crooked tree up in my living room. I would have taken it down with tears of frustration, or I would have left it up, but made sure everyone who saw it knew that I had tried everything in my power to make it look right. Somehow I felt it reflected badly on me if things weren't just right. Remember how I wrote about ripping out the entire page in my journal because of one mistake? Well, that was my approach to almost everything....perfect or not at all. I tell you what, living like that is exhausting!
I still make some rash decisions and occasionally throw in the towel when things aren't perfect, but I know for a fact I've mellowed out some over the years. Our Christmas tree is proof of that.