So I no longer have any idea what day it is in my 100 days of making challenge, but I don’t think that makes it a failure. I managed up to day 17 on Instagram: making a thing each day that I could take a picture of and post to social media. That was really good for me, it forced me to commit to a habit and make space for creativity each day. But then I a ran out of small projects that I could realistically “make” in a day. I decided not to keep posting and update of the same piece of knitting or crochet, day after day, just a few rows larger. Likewise, you don’t want to see every single Christmas card I made, especially since I used the same few designs multiple times.
But I guess that’s the thing about a long time habit. What at first is novel and exciting starts to become routine. This is great! It’s exactly what you want to happen. But just as I wouldn’t share every time I brush my teeth with you, I’m not going to post every single time I do something creative.
I will, however, share a couple of the things that I learnt.
It’s not too late.
I’m a morning person, not an evening person. As soon as it gets past about 8pm I think the day is over, and that I’m not going to do anything productive. Cue: open a bottle of wine and settle down for cuddles and television. But it turns out that “I can’t produce anything in the evening” is one of my limiting beliefs, because as soon as I tried to I did. Having to fit making something into every day meant that sometimes I had to do stuff late in the evening, which showed me that it isn’t too late to get something done and thinking that is just a way of procrastinating. I sat down to make the sock penguin well into the evening and it a) didn’t take me as long as I thought it would and b) kept me absorbed until I needed to go to bed. I’ve learnt to ignore that “Oh I’ll just have to do it tomorrow” thought: there is more time in the day than I thought to get things done, and it’s making me feel more creative and less lazy. Go me.
Sometimes you need to relax.
A couple of weeks in to 100 days of making, we went on holiday to Amsterdam. In the days leading up to it, I started to stress out about how I was going to keep up making things. Can I take crochet hooks on a plane? Perhaps I’ll just take a sketchbook and take up drawing. In the end I decided: no. Just no. Holidays are for relaxing, and for leaving space for magic to happen. So I didn’t do any craft on my holiday, but I did get engaged. I was glad that my finger wasn’t wrapped up in yarn when he asked.
The trick is to not mistake relaxing with procrastination. I’m working on learning to spot the difference. One of them feels great, while the other has and undercurrent of guilt and panic.