Sometimes my own "perfectionist" tendencies are a pain.
Last night I took Once Upon a Time down from the wall and started inspecting the stitching. I found a bead that was wobbly, a twisted stitch (or 2 or 3!), and other little imperfections that made me sad. Now to just about anyone else, it looks beyond fine, but to me there is definitely room for improvement. I wish I didn't do that....I wish I could just say, "wow, that is beautiful and a lot of work, all done by ME"....but I can't. That is the reason I get frustrated and put projects down - I start feeling that no matter what, the finished product will be substandard.
Oh well. At least all my stitches are crossed in the same direction......