Now that I’m up for the day, I can tell you that lately I’ve been up for anything, including
- doing my taxes,
- getting tasks off my plate more quickly,
- writing lyrics and music,
- figuring out harmonies for “Nobody’s Perfect”, which I co-wrote and will be co-singing with Social Work intern Nat Shirley,
- performing music in front of people,
- doing presentations at work,
- facilitating five therapy groups a week,
- serving as President of a group therapy professional organization,
- reaching out to new people,
- blogging daily,
- saying “yes” to things I want to say “yes” to,
- saying “no” to things I want to say “no” to,
- quieting my harsh inner critic,
- taking classes,
- binge watching RuPaul’s Drag Race,
- dancing,
- accepting and giving compliments,
- asking for what I want, and
- Michael’s home-cooked meals,
I’m up for sharing the lyrics of “Nobody’s Perfect” if you’re up for reading them.
Nobody’s Perfect
Nobody’s perfect, even us two.
We try to be perfect,
But that doesn’t do.
We both make mistakes.
In that, we’re like you.
Nobody’s perfect.
Nothing is more true.
Nobody’s perfect, even your friends.
If you’re expecting perfection
Those friendships may end.
Friends make mistakes.
In that they’re like you.
Nobody’s perfect.
Nothing is more true.
Perfectionism makes us imperfectly judgy,
Rigid, unhappy, refusing to budge-y,
It makes your thoughts and feelings uncomfortably sludgy,
With mean self-flagellation even if you’re slightly pudgy.
(if an instrumentalist joins us)
Nobody’s perfect.
Even us three.
Letting go of perfection
Helps us to be free.
Ann: She and he aren’t perfect,
In that, they’re like me.
Together: Nobody’s perfect,
You, them, or we.
Perfectionism makes us imperfectly judgy,
Rigid, unhappy, refusing to budge-y,
Expectations turn unrealistic and sludgy,
It’s a crime and a sin even if you’re just pudgy.
Nobody’s perfect.
Even a star.
Stars need to look perfect,
But they never are.
Stars make mistakes,
In that they’re like you.
Nobody’s perfect
And that’s perfectly true.
© Ann Koplow, 2019
Are you up for my photos from yesterday?
I’m up for anything, including sharing this first attempt by Nat and me to create harmonies for “Nobody’s Perfect.”
I’m up for telling you that Nat wrote the melody for “Nobody’s Perfect.” I may not be up for singing that high when we perform it, so we may have to lower it.
Now I’m up for your comments, which you can make below.
I’m definitely up for thanking those who helped me create this up-for-anything post (especially Nat), and — of course! — YOU, for being up for anything in this blog.
Here’s to our imperfections, Ann!
Here’s to us, Mark!
Dancing along with you Ann. I’m up for teaching a Yin Yoga Teacher Training Intensive this weekend. It’s been taking up my time and thoughts…. hope to catch up after 💛
I’m always up for dancing with you, Val!
Congratulations on achieving 6.30136986 years of outstanding blogging 🏅
That’s perfect, Ray!
My uncle asked if I wanted to go hunting with him. “I’m game!” I said and he shot me. Well, nobody’s perfect, as the song says, although I did think that performance was pretty close to perfect. Especially the laughter at the end.
I’m laughing now, Chris.
“Up for anything,” including imperfections, sounds like a great plan. I read it and I really like it. What repertoire of words to deal with on a daily basis…
I’m up for your comments, Maria!
I enjoyed your harmonies! 😊
I enjoy your enjoyment, Maureen!
The song is outstanding, Ann, and I’d say inspirational! 🙂
I’m up for your outstanding and inspirational support, Debra!
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