Timing is Everything

I've often wondered if I don't have a mild case of OCD. I like everything to be just so, and when it isn't I have a little crisis. As you might imagine, I'm hyperventilating at the thought of doing the remodeling on our house and having it turn out less than the best.

The good news hidden in that statement is that our offer on the house was accepted and, barring an unforeseen financial catastrophe, we'll be closing in a month! (See pictures here.) I've accelerated my remodeling planning, and we purchased a few small items already (deck wash, paint rollers, other Menards rebate items). But when I picture us forgetting to level the track for the siding or cracking a granite countertop, I wonder what in the world we were thinking. I have the utmost confidence that we can do a better job than whoever had a go at it last, but will it be perfect? Not likely. I'm just going to have to swallow my crazy and give my best effort. Who knows, my "good enough" is probably someone else's perfect.

Job searching is another place for my OCD to shine. I'm always waiting for the perfect timing. I don't want to take this part-time gig/start learning web design/put in too many applications because then I'll have to leave something I just started to go in another direction. And in this small community, I don't want to lead on any employers just to get an offer from a better job I applied for two days before: When you live on a river, you have to be very careful not to burn any bridges. But, the reality is that I have no idea which path will lead me to employment. So even when I already have an interview, two job applications out, one part-time offer and a networking coffee, I have to keep putting myself out there and trust it will work out.

And in the meantime, I dream of gardens and morning coffee on my newly refinished deck. Unfortunately, I also had a dream about a life-size talking rat that tried to kill us so we wouldn't move in, but I don't think that's indicative of anything. Do you?