A Profound Addiction

I have just realized another reason why I have fallen so fast and so hard for crochet. Unlike most of my other crafts, I am enjoying the process just as much as the end result. There is something soothing and relaxing about the interaction of fingers, hook and yarn. One doesn't have to concentrate hard while doing it, one doesn't have to peer at tiny beads looking for the holes, or worry about not poking one's fingers with sharp pointed objects. Even Getting Things Wrong is less stressful with crochet, because it's quite easy to undo one's work back to before the mistake; no undoing of impossible knots, or dropping beads on the floor, or getting out the seam ripper. Just pull gently.

With beading, I do enjoy the designing part, but the stringing-the-beads-on is fussy.
With sewing... I hate the process of sewing. I love the end result, but the process is fiddly and time-consuming and tiring.
Macramé is nice, but crochet is nicer.

This makes me wonder whether I should just toss out my cloth stash and give away my sewing machine, but I balk at the idea.
Anybody got some good ideas about how to make sewing less fussy and more fun?