Why... ME, myself and I?

I am becoming a victim to my own perfectionism. I am finding myself frustrated in instances where I "should" be more content. For example, when someone else helps me out with housework, instead of feeling grateful, I have an annoying nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach that "that isn't how I would have done it..." or "I should have just done that myself".

I am starting to HATE these feelings; I wish I could "relax and let go" a little bit.

Sigh.

Realizing my shortcoming is a step in the right direction.