Expedition Imperfection

This weekend I was at one of my best friend’s graduation party and her entire family got into a giant water fight. I’m talking like aunts, uncles, cousins, grandpa & grandma, this was serious business. I (like normal) found a reason to not get wet “Designated Cell Phone Holder,” I was off limits…until I got hit with a splash of water from a big bowl. The cell phones were placed in a true “off limits” place and the water fight escalated. I eventually got water straight to the face (on accident) and had dodged several water balloons (unsuccessfully I might add), at which point I gave in and joined in.
I walked up to the pool with a cup (thinking that I could be sneaky or something, I have no idea what I was doing-just living by the moment without a plan) and got drenched from the front thanks to some excessive splashing in the pool. I turned around w/ my mere cup of water and got drenched in the backside w/ a 5-gallon bucket. I got drenched in a matter of 5.4 seconds. Standing still in my friend’s lawn, in my soaking jeans and t-shirt, I was out of my comfort zone…and I embraced it for all that it was worth. I eventually jumped into the pool (dressed in full clothing, jeans and all, just like I had when I arrived at the party) and had a blast.
I’m not used to doing things like that…I’m the person who has a swim suit in the car but refuses to get in the pool because of some lame reason. *To prove my point: I had a swimming suit in my car about 100 feet away the entire time this water fight was going on… I don’t know why but I am that person. But it’s beginning to change, I am beginning to realize that spontaneous things really do allow you to have more fun. Jumping in a pool with your clothes on is so much more adventuresome than jumping in with your swimsuit on, hair in a bun, and your watch, sunglasses, and rings off and in a safe place. Being spontaneous and doing things out of the box this weekend allowed me to really LIVE life! If I had stayed dry during the whole fight, I would have been the lame fun-sucking friend, but I am not that person.
Jumping in the pool with my clothes on would have seemed imperfect to me a week ago. Imperfect and unfun.
Today I say that I’m ready for imperfection because imperfect spontaneity is fun!