Perfectionism is ruining my crafting hobby
Today I was doing some craft, trying yet again to make a glitter and resin tumbler.
It’s my fourth time. Actually, fifth, if you count the time I tried to make my nieces some tumblers (they were my first attempts and were umm… something).
While I was sanding the tumbler and getting cranky looking for lumps and bumps everywhere (sigh), I had a few realisations:
- My need for perfection in craft gives me anxiety.
- My anxiety means that I don’t enjoy what I’m doing.
- No one said I had to enjoy resin tumblers.
- No one is expecting perfection from me.
- I shouldn’t let anxiety steal my joy.
- I’ve whinged about this on my blog multiple times already.
Ultimately, I realised I’ve completely lost my way with crafting.…
