My daughter dated a kid in college and he shared a conversation with me he had with his great-grandfather. This kid knew I was a perfectionist and thought I needed to hear it. He was right! This is what he said, “Life isn’t about perfectionism, it is about progress.” For me, progress meant more to me than being perfect. Being a perfectionist, in many ways, is like a self-made prison. It really slowed me down in my personal life and work. So I now focus on progress with a touch of excellence. Being free from the chains of perfectionism is PRICELESS!