Failures. Ugh

I can be pretty hard on myself when things don't turn out right. Soap batches in particular. Sometimes a certain scent will cause the young soapyness mixture to rebel, overheat, separate, ooze, turn into miserable ugliness. Sometimes it can be saved as ugly soap. Sometimes it's lost forever. Oh how it makes me sad for a long time. Soap gremlins. The bane of my existence. Now, with making other things I can get frustrated as well, but usually not to the point of huddling in a ball of tears. Things like yarn that's all splitty when I'm trying to crochet. (stay, yarn, stay!) A pattern that is not really looking like it's supposed to look. Trying to sew curtains and getting a crazy crooked stitch line. Lotion that doesn't set up like it should. (ah liquid slathering) Lip balm tops that break off where they shouldn't. Labels that print crooked. These things are more like everyday annoyances. Like traffic backups and long lines at the market. But the soap gremlins, they make me terribly upset every time. I'm trying to work on that. Especially right this minute as I am desperately hoping to salvage a new messed up batch. I'm pretty good at punting normally. There are times when you have to do a quick move to a plan B that hasn't even been laid out yet. I'm not bad at seeing when something just isn't working and moving along. But, the soap gremlins make me ill. Have I mentioned that already? ugh.