Perfectly Imperfect

Nothing in this world is perfect.  (Well except maybe chocolate.)  How is this such a difficult lesson to learn?  It's obvious every time that plans change, things don't go our way, people disappoint us.  How is it so hard for us to see that we are all human?  And humans will continually screw up?  Why can't we see the humour in that, instead of letting it ruin our days?
I'll give you an example.  Today was going to be my relaxing day.  I'm taking a day off from the basement, and spent some much needed time doing devos with Eva and Miss Abby.  (Abby was a fount of knowledge by the way...  I never knew that a water bottle could be so utterly captivating!  Although my dear, we may have to discuss your choice in television programs...)  Plus my back was hurting a bit this morning.  (I blame the jars!  Who's with me?!)  So I had breakfast and went to get ready for my relaxing day, only to have it so rudely interrupted by imperfection in my perfect escape plan.  While just finishing washing my face, (which I had to do while Grandma was in the bathroom unfortunately... oh the joy of only one bathroom...) the toilet overflowed all over the bathroom floor and leaked once again into the dining room.  Have I mentioned this is an old house?  Anyway, Bonnie and Grandma are freaking out, trying to unclog the toilet and mop up the water with towels, and I'm stranded standing on the sink, waiting until I can walk across the floor in my sock feet.
Was I a little frustrated at this messy turn of events?  You bet... it also kind of sucked that I couldn't really help clean up since I don't wear shoes in the house like some people.  But for some reason today, when I got past that frustration, I saw how funny it was!  Here I am, standing on a sink, and for once the humour shone through the anger at the situation.  This is a rare moment indeed for me.  Being the second born, I didn't have quite the pick of the gene pool like my brother did, and somehow ended up with my father's temper.  (If I haven't said it before, thanks for that Dad. :P)
And ironically enough, Eva and I got on the topic of how many times in the devotional we're doing that it keeps reiterating not to expect perfection from yourself, because it's impossible and you're setting yourself up for failure!  And yet each time, it seems like a new lesson to me; like I'm hearing this crazy concept for the very first time.
So my goal this week is to start being okay with the imperfections in everything: this house (including the basement); my family and friends; my writing; and myself.  Okay well, maybe not everything.  I will still never understand why some people choose to ruin perfectly good chocolate with coconut.  That is one imperfection I will not stand for!
So my perfectly imperfect readers and friends, please try to enjoy your day no matter what inconveniences bubble up, but also don't get to down on yourself if you don't always react the way you would want to in situations.  After all, nobody is perfect.
<3 Kayla