It's all about the journey...

I set up my little station for beadwork yesterday and of course life got in the way.  It took all day before I got back to it.  13 beads wrapped around a tube for stability.  I used four types of beads.  The goal was spiral peyote.  It didn't work.  I took it apart.  I dropped down to three types of beads.  It didn't work.  I took it apart.  I dropped down to two types of beads.  I can't go any lower or it's not a spiral.  It didn't work.  I took it apart.  ARRGGGHHHHH!

Breathe.

They say it's not about the destination, it's all about the journey.  I say the destination doesn't matter if the journey doesn't get you there.

But after a quiet moment, I've decided I'm okay with it.  Maybe the problem is I've jumped in the deep end of the pool without learning to swim.  So I'm moving that project to much later in the year.  I guess that is what it is.  A moment of clarity.  I'm giving myself a year to do all the creative, arty things that I've always wanted to do.   But I'm going to keep trying.  That was just one bad day.  I'll just pick a different project for today.  What to do?  Any ideas?