I've finished piecing my quilt top - I hope to assemble it for quilting today.
One item I didn't do well (and it's not in the directions) - is that I should have "trued" my 14" quilt squares. I didn't think to do it - I'm a quilting luddite, apparently. This made some of my seams on the quilt top not quite matching. Once it's quilted I don't think it will be noticeable - except by me.
I realized it on block 7 of 15. I could have opened the quilt up - but I'm a lazy quilter.
In my mind, perfection is the enemy of good. This affects my entire life I think. Perfect people are really irritating. I delay many projects and writing because I am afflicted by this need for perfection. I'm certainly not perfect myself in my personal life. For example, I can't find my keys at least once a day. I'm completely unorganized and messy, generally. Although I pride myself on logic - I am not a linear thinker.
What do you think - is perfection the enemy of good?