What keeps me up at night

I could have done a better job. Really it turned into a disaster and it should have been so easy. I just went too fast, didn't think, didn't plan things out, didn't work at remembering what I had learned just a few weeks ago when everything went so well and seemed so easy. My pride and joy, the pot I was so proud of making with my own two hands has turned into an ungainly hollowed out piece of clay. Sure it looks OK from the top but the bottom has been completely ruined by my poor job of trimming in the foot. It should have been so easy the other two pots I trimmed have wonderful feet and it wasn't even hard. But that was weeks ago and yesterday evening the trimming was a disaster, I didn't keep the tool well angled, it caught on the clay and I never recovered. Now I can see exactly what went wrong, but last night all I could think about was how I'd ruined my best pot. I couldn't sleep trying to figure out how things had taken such a bad turn, and I did figure it out. It seemed so stupid, it was just a matter of not thinking things through well enough. But in the end it is just a bunch of clay and I learned something, I completely understand the pot trimming now, and I have another pot on which to practice glazing. So tonight I will rest well and dream about the beautiful, pots I can make next time I take ceramics.