Somewhere along the line, in between running press notes for the media and trying to get better grades in college, this once heavy partier in college flipped and became a sort of perfectionist. This is not to say I am perfect, nor did I ever believe I was perfect. I know I’m quite far from it, and I recognize that. I’ve made mistakes, done stupid things, made bad choices. It’s just that at the time, there was a shift in my thinking, and I became goal oriented and a bit of an over-achiever, always striving for perfection. For years, I’ve tried to do my best at home as a wife…