I am a perfectionist, and as one, I get frustrated if the end product is not up to my personal standards. I get the thrill of seeing a project through, but I also see the many mistakes I made along the way. It gets under my skin and over time I begin to dislike what I made. One wrong stroke of paint and the color is off, or one slip-up cutting fabric and the cloth purse is malformed.
When I saw there was going to be a crochet workshop, I wanted to join because I wanted to challenge myself to craft without having expectations for myself. I am not going to make something “perfect” when I have not done it before. That is completely unrealistic, and perfect does not exist. Going into it having this mentality, I was able to enjoy my hour learning the fundamentals. I may have only done slip-knots and chain stitches, but I take pride in my ability to confidently do these stitches. I liked seeing my progress from being confused and uncoordinated to stitching at a reasonable rate. The stitches started out uneven, and they still are, but they are less uneven. I made progress, and by leaving my perfectionist tendencies for that hour, I got an idea of why people like crafting and are attracted to crocheting.