Handmade Angst

There are no cute Ollie photos or witty narrations of my life here today...

I am up to my elbows in fabric and polyfil.

I'm trying to finish about eight million gifts because that's about the only way I can afford to be giving.

Every time I finish one, I notice something...quirky...about it. And that BUGS!

And even though it is hard for me to give something that isn't perfect (which is usually what I end up with so I start awkwardly apologizing to the recipient for the flaws and assuring them that I won't feel bad if they don't use it...and then I realize that I'm being awkward and immediately feel eight million times more awkward) I'm going to send them out anyway...unapologetically.

That's OK right?

Please tell me I'm not the only person that feels this vulnerable when I'm gifting handmade items...