Flawed perfection

In my quest for a more perfect me I determined tonight that to be a better, more perfect person you have to be able to accept imperfections.  Imperfections that are your own as well as others.  This is a difficult lesson for me.  I like to everything to be in its place, I like to be right, I don't like to make mistakes, I like to remember everything down to the last detail.  I have learned long ago to not anticipate perfection from other people.  For that reason I am not really upset when other people make mistakes or miss place things because, well, I am not them and they are not me.   I do, however, expect perfection from myself.  This is something that I am trying to come to terms with because I think that it inhibits my ability to be happier in life. I strive for perfection but I need to learn to not expect that of myself.  Tonight I got very frustrated because I lost a document.  The document is replaceable and duplicable but the fact I didn't put it where it should have been pissed me off pretty bad, on top of that it means time out of my next day off trying to get a duplicate of the document.  In the grand scheme of things this is a very minuscule problem but it did rock my boat this evening and put me in a sour mood.  I shouldn't let such little problems affect my mood so much.  So this is something I am definitely trying to work on in the near future.  To perfect who I am as a human I have to learn that imperfection is OK.