Jill McCormick : When Excellence Is The Enemy
Our little girls were getting tired of mama being gone so long, but I couldn’t get myself to turn off the vacuum.
…all for the sake of excellence.
It was on a Tuesday several years ago, when we’d come home from Bible Study and all I could think about was getting the vacuuming done. The girls wanted to play, but I couldn’t stop vacuuming until every last dog hair and bit of dirt was gone. The hum of the vacuum was so constant that it started driving the girls crazy. Whining ensued: Where was mommy and why wasn’t she playing?