I've just about finished the blocks for a swap that I suggested. And I think it may be the last swap in which I ever participate.
It's not that I don't like swaps. I love the idea. But the truth is, I am TERRIBLE at piecing. I thought perhaps I might improve with time, but that doesn't seem to be the case. And it's bad enough when I'm making small quilts to donate to the animal shelter - although cats and dogs don't seem to care what something looks like. But when I have to share my work with other quilters - it's distressing. I've spent what many people might consider an enjoyable day piecing blocks in my sewing room. Instead, I feel upset - my shoulders are tight and tense, and I'm wishing I hadn't suggested the swap in the first place.
I'll finish the blocks, and I'll send them off. And I'll feel like I've accomplished something - as small as it is. But I'm feeling guilty about the quality of my work, and I'll probably post an apology to the group in a day or so.
I guess I should go find some cheese to go with my whine.