Over the past two weeks we've had the opportunity to share dinner with others three times. And each time I was preparing a meal for others, I wondered to myself why it seems so different from just cooking for us.
It's not like I cook horrible food: things usually turn out pretty well. There's always just that little fear that things will go completely wrong at the time you most want it to be perfect.
And maybe that little word is my other problem: perfect. I want things to be perfect. But I'm not perfect, and I have two little perfectionism thwarters running around in the house all day.
So I'm trying to hit the balance. I try to keep the menu simple (and stick to something familiar). I try to get the floor swept, and the bathroom wiped down, and most of the toys picked up. But that little nagging inside of me always tells me that I should do more, that whatever I do will never be enough.
Do you get that feeling when you have people over? How do you overcome your perfectionism?