Ohhh, now...a degree of "hard on yourself" is in everything we Yumens do: it's the outside judgement of our inside self-appraisal.
We're constantly appraising our world, making choices on how we WANT things: every time we check our look in the mirror, or consider waxing the car, or do that inch test just above our belt, or or or - inside, it's "I wonder if this is how I want it" and outside there's somebody saying you're too hard on yourself.
No difference here.
BUT, here I bring YOU lot into it, not so you can judge how I'm appraising myself but to give you an insight into just how the process works - as an example that you can apply or dismiss in your own daily agonies.
And, maybe, it'll be an example of how not-so-bad something might turn out, to the fellow somewhere down the line who's holding his disaster and mulling what to do about it. I hope so.
"...destined to a hard life..."
Professor Fate would intone, "THEY ARE ALL DOOMED."
- Which means, yah of course it's gonna get scraped - unless you put it behind glass and look at it, in which case it'll be landfill later rather than sooner, and back to TAAD. So, stop worrying and put it on the track where you'll enjoy watching it go by. And when it's all tore up and destroyed, then put it under glass and go paint another. Win-win.
This is the great thing about doing our own anyway, whether it's bodies or chassis or losing that pinch above belt line: if we do it ourselves, we can do it again, and maybe do it better as well. Win-win-win.
What a great hobby, huh?
Duf