My rag rug is almost complete. I am steadily making progress, adding an inch or two at a time. I picked it up today for the first time this week, and got about halfway through the remaining jean strips.
I love watching my projects grow. I think that is why I picked up my craft habit in the first place. I would be a faster crafts person if I didn’t stop every ten minutes to admire the little tiny bit I just did. But, on the other hand, by stopping and admiring my work so frequently, I am noticing my mistakes much quicker, and it is far easier to go back and rip them out if I don’t have to undo hours worth of work.
Also, on a more positive note, enjoying the process gives me a great deal of satisfaction. I know that my projects will get finished eventually, and if I can’t appreciate where they are, the what’s the point of moving forward? I make things because I love knowing that I can. I love knowing that I put all my love and creativity into it. And I love knowing that in this hectic world, I can sit down and make something useful and beautiful. Often, other people wonder why I would do this when I could buy a rug at Walmart for ten dollars. I think that the point is slowing down and enjoying the journey, even if it is taking much longer than I originally thought that it would.