Ambition

I was surprised this morning during my morning reflection time to discover that I am still ambitious. The reality hit me like a ton of bricks. I thought when I retired, I'd stop with the need to succeed. 

When I cook, I search for the "best" recipes. In my mind that is the most often rated along with the five-star rating. If the recipe has five stars but only one hundred people reviewed it, I won't use the recipe. I would rather have a 4.9 with one thousand reviews. 

While serving as a poll judge, I want to behave in a way that reflects well on the voting process. I am not happy to just do the bare minimum. It is not like this is a new career move for me. I want to be one of the best, so I have the option of doing it next year. I am being very mindful of how I present myself to others so there is no question of election integrity.

While moderating the recent Pampered Chef (PC) fundraiser for Homeward Bound Golden Retriever Rescue (HBGRR), I was very aware that I wanted to present PC and HBGRR in the best possible light.

Tonight, while sorting candy for trick or treaters into cellophane gift bags, I tried to make sure that no child got two pieces of the same kind of candy.

Whew! I am not going for perfection, here. Even in preparing for our company this weekend, I looked around the house and told Joe that the house looks good to me so I will only clean a bit on Friday. I try to always keep the house up; however, a little bit ago I realized that I may have seen fingerprints on a cabinet door I had not noticed until right then. Sigh. 

I am not sure I want to be ambitious or a perfectionist or any other label that may be flung my way. It may be too late, though. This just may be who I am. For better or worse.