Messing with Perfection

Yesterday, two trustworthy people who don’t know each other used the word “perfectionist” when describing me.  Neither were trying to offend, and both were offering honest feedback.  I was a bit taken aback, but it got my attention.  I generally see myself as a bit more easygoing than that, and I always thought of other terms to describe myself.  Tenacious?  Yes.  Tending toward OCD?  Definitely.  Reluctant to leave a task only partially completed?  Absolutely.  But perfectionist?  Why does that word carry a negative connotation for me? What do you guys think?  Am I a perfectionist, and is that okay?