I can't believe how much my perspective has changed in the last five years. Between moving to (super expensive) California, having FIVE kids (in eight years), being totally anxious and depressed, racking up (and paying off) tons of debt, and dealing with other family problems... I've had a lot on my plate.

But I feel like the good news is... I've gone from being completely stressed out (and trying to keep up with the Jones's) to being pretty chill (despite the crazy three ringed circus around me.)  I used to stress and obsess about everything from perfectly coordinating home décor to living my religion perfectly.

I used to try to be perfect.

But I can't do that anymore.

So I don't.

I still have to fight perfectionism every. single. day. But I try to give myself a break (sometimes.)

And life is much better.