"Perfect" is a farce

I've heard the term "perfect" so often over the past 2 years, that I'm honestly losing contact with what it could possibly mean. So I went to Marriam and Webster to ask, and they gave me this:

per·fect adj \pər-fikt\

Definition of Perfect:

1.

·        a : being entirely without fault or defect : flawless <a perfect diamond>

·        b : satisfying all requirements : accurate

·        c : corresponding to an ideal standard or abstract concept <a perfect gentleman>

·        d : faithfully reproducing the original; specifically : letter-perfect

·        e : legally valid

The definition continues to go on and on through 8 points, which is interesting to me that even the definition of "perfect", isn't perfect. Nothing is "perfect" really because it's in most people's human nature to continue to look into something that's better. No job is "perfect" because people are always looking to make more money, see what else is out there, or going back to school to get a master's degree. No physical possession is "perfect". There's absolutely no such thing as "the perfect house", since people are always looking for something that's bigger, nicer, or they always need to make sure that it keeps that "unused" feel to it. No car is "perfect", since people always look around at other's cars and feel like there's something better for them out there. Something more "family oriented", something faster, etc.  The word "perfect" is such a farce that it's perfect. There's absolutely nothing in this world, that is inherently perfect.

So ... why have a word then that's such a farce? Here's where I contradict myself whole heartedly because I do think that decisions can be perfect, when looked at in a specific snapshot of time. I also feel that a relationship can be perfect, for the 2 people involved, however a relationship, as a concept and how it fits into everything else in life, is not "perfect". Even if you have a great relationship, the off comment of "look at her" or pointing out every attractive girl that walks by, makes the relationship no longer perfect.  I believe there are flashes of perfect all around, however I'll never believe that any one person's life is "perfect". If you already have a "perfect" life, why live anymore? If a word that's supposed to be perfect, needs a disclaimer, is it perfect at all?

The reason I bring this up now is two-fold. One, it's because I just can't hold it in anymore. "Perfect" is a joke, when used in my life right now. Two, it's because I'm looking into the possibility of getting a new job and buying a new house. Both things will be absolutely "perfect" for me ... for this exact moment of my life. I'll be learning new skills, meeting new people, learning how to live by myself, and actually using a house as a place to live. But how perfect can something be? That's what I guess I'm really struggling with. A new job, a new house, and a new chapter in my life is exactly what's needed in my life right now. But will it be "perfect"? I guess that'll be determined at another juncture. All I know is that I continue to realize that I'll talk to less and less people once I live by myself. And that will be perfect.