Blue Button

I decided to look cute today.
Yes, I usually try to look "nice" but today I made a special effort.
For no reason, really.
Long, black, high-heeled boots. Dark skinny jeans. Long sleeve gray-and-black stripped shirt. Appropriately colored accessories.
... and a 3-quarter sleeved cardigan.

I haven't worn this cardigan much because it was missing 3 buttons when I got it.
During Conference I decided to sew on the missing buttons, using some buttons I found that just so happened to match really well.

Or so I thought.
I was all dressed up, out the door, and in my seminary class sitting next to my friend Emily before I really looked down.
One of the buttons that I had sewn on my black cardigan... was blue.
Faintly so, but blue all the same. Emily confirmed it, once I pointed it out. I had sewn on a blue button.

And you know what?
It doesn't matter. I didn't worry about it. People still said that I looked great, and I still felt like it.

Are you ready for a cheesy metaphor?
Don't let life's "blue buttons" get you down.
A man on a galloping horse would never notice the difference.
Small imperfections can be found everywhere, if you look for them...  so don't.
When you try your best and put forth an honest effort, it doesn't matter if it doesn't end up perfectly.
Sometimes it feels like your mistakes are out there for the world to see. But most of the time the world isn't looking, so it's nothing to be embarrassed about.

I'm rather proud of my cheesy little metaphor.

It would be easy to switch out the blue button for a black one, but I don't think I'm going to.
(Maybe because I'm lazy and maybe because I'm colorblind, but mostly because I know there are better things to do than worry about "sweating the small stuff" or getting all hung up on life's "blue buttons."