Well most of us know who the Joneses are, right?
Trying to be like the Joneses can lead to unrealistic expectations.
Well, as a child the Joneses always had everything.
They were always dressed to the tee with their new expensive clothes on. They had all the accessories to match from head to toe. They would get out of the nicest of cars that looked like it had just been washed and well I doubt they lived on a dirt road.
They took the best vacations to great places. They would go to Disney, Hawaii, Mexico, Cruises, Beaches, and Mountains way more than we did.
The best thing was when I was young we were not on the internet all the time or on social media having it thrown in our faces all the time. We would run into the Joneses a few times a year and would hear about their trips or new cars every now and then. Now days with the internet we see the Joneses and their posts all the time. We are always seeing pics of them dressed in their new clothes, their expensive shopping trips, their vacations that are outrageous, their new cars, that expensive house that is decorated like a magazine, and the vacation house that we only dream of staying in. Social media is good but bad. It is nice to catch up with others but it is bad when we have to see somethings all the time. Now it is right under your nose all day everyday.
We also have tv shows now that show us how others live.
Pinterest pins that make us attempt to do things that may never turn out like the picture.
It is hard when you are trying to keep up with the Joneses.
Maybe your expectations have been hard to live up to like mine. These things can make the holidays not so much fun.
Unrealistic expectations cause hurt, feelings of failure and defeat, and make for unhappy holidays.
Being Me Is Better Than Being Like The Joneses
Thankfully I have learned not to try to be like the Joneses. I can just be me and be so much more happy.
I have chosen to just Let It Go! Is it easy? No. But it is possible.
I had to do a few things with the help of God.
1- Accept Being Imperfect
I have realized that being imperfect can be fun. I actually have fond memories of times that were not perfect. Memories of waking up to the tree being on the ground, water spilled out of the base all on the new carpet in our new house, and just laughing instead of crying and getting upset. We put that tree back up 3 times that year because it just kept falling.
2- Avoid Being Perfect
I have learned to avoid trying to make my house look like the magazine pictures. I don’t try to be the best in the neighborhood. I let the kids decorate the tree and if someone doesn’t like the way it is decorated when they visit it is OK! It is our tree and we love it. We have fond memories of decorating it and not stressing over it being perfect. Maybe you are all sick with the flu or a stomach bug over Christmas and you don’t go anywhere. You stay home and just lay around making memories all day.
3- Redefine What Perfect Is
I have accepted that perfect is different for everyone. What the neighbors see as perfect is not the same as us. Different expectations cause different views. Use your view to set your standards not your neighbors or the internet. You don’t have to be overly controlling or have everyones input on your decisions. Have a happy heart as you go through the holidays and enjoy a less stress calm Christmas.
You don’t need to be like the Joneses you just need to be the person God made you to be. He doesn’t want us to all be the same, that is why he made us all different. Embrace who God made you and enjoy it. Clothes, cars, toys, vacations, and all the things the Joneses do are not what is important in life. It is that you know that Jesus died for you on that cross and that he is your Lord and Savior. Work more on your relationship with Him then trying to be like the Joneses. I promise it is more important.
What Does God Say
“Do not remember the past events, pay no attention to thing of old. Look, I am about to do something new; even now it is coming. Do you not see it? Indeed, I will make a way in the wilderness, rivers in the desert.”