I told myself that I was far more spontaneous and carefree than I’d formerly believed I was.

Except, I wasn’t.

I’d simply been looking at the wrong evidence. Perfectionism wasn’t manifesting itself in what I was doing (say, organizing shelves or creating other visual, tactile versions of “perfect”), but what I wasn’t doing.

From a good post over at DailyWorth by Terri Trespicio. Knowing some perfectionists (and having a dip in that pool from time to time, too), this applies to more than just work – it’s a reminder to let go and loosen up sometimes.