Marvelous Musings Over Coffee

Hot cup of fresh coffee on the wooden table and stack of books tI have had a lot on my “decisions to be made” plate of late.  With too many irons in the fire some things just need to be trimmed from my life and time in order for me to pursue other things where my passion resides.

Anyone who knows me is aware I LOVE direct sales.  At one point I was a consultant/representative for 7 or so companies.  That was narrowed down to 4, 3 of which I basically keep so I can purchase things at a nice discount for myself.  I share them at times, heck who doesn’t like a nice commission check when one has bills to pay, but they are primarily to get a good deal on things I use.  The only one I ever really worked to any degree is my Avon business.

Now that I’ve launched my Etsy shop, By Hook And By Handalong with my sister, I really don’t want to mess that much with the Avon.  It was good to me, had a team of 52 at one point before I let that all fall apart while racing around the country side on a motorcycle with a 1%er (hey, it was that crazy time after the divorce, we all make mistakes).  I love the products etc, but just don’t want to pour the amount of time into that it takes to build a solid income, time I would need to spend away from home.  I’m moving my customers all to online ordering and mailing out brochures and samples periodically.

My passion is my crochet shop.  Hooks and yarn are like therapy to me, even with custom orders and deadlines, I LOVE to crochet.  And with 5 sales already, while having limited inventory, I see the higher earning potential doing something I absolutely enjoy.  Higher potential being that I can do this truly from home.  Avon and other direct sales rock, but you have to go out and do parties, recruit, sell etc. All good and fine if you aren’t working a full time job that is kicking your tail physically, then want to go out and ‘work’ another job.  I put in my work week in 3, 12.5 hour days, pick up an over time shift a week, sometimes more, so the last thing I want to do is get out there and try to do parties etc.  I want to relax, and hooking things soothes me.  If I can make money on what I crochet, well it is a win/win to me. Hooking just doesn’t feel like work!

Being home means spending time with mom, and that time we have is growing shorter with each passing day. I can crochet my heart out while we talk, sit out on the deck, in front of the fire place (when it is cold), and if she needs to be at the infusion center or doctor, well my hooker bag goes along for the appointment and I keep right on crocheting there too.  It simply makes sense to pour myself into what I love and grow this business.  I’ve started a blog for the shop in case folks are interested in seeing what we are up too.  We’ll also share links to patterns we find so other hookers can enjoy making things, so feel free to follow those writings. And feel free to share it, we love that!

I cannot yet share what the other decision is, but will when it is time.  But prayers for the success of that would be much appreciated!

Well, off to work on the custom order, it is nearly finished and will be delivered next week.

Y’all have a fantastic day!

 

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Monday Morning Coffee Musings

It is Monday, and back to the daily grind for many.  It is my first real, full day of  ‘work’ at the new professions for me.

I’m getting a taste of what the childcare experience will be and frankly if they are all  like this great little girl I think I’d love it.  She is about to be 6yo and a total joy, with a contagious giggle.  I  only have her today as her school is off and her mommy is working.  Come fall I will have one new born for sure and hopefully several more little ones in my care.  I need to advertise and get some children to care for, I could get used to this quickly.  Already showered, made my bed and have the dishwasher unloaded and reloaded, breakfast made and cleaned up, most of which was done before my little charge arrived.

All weekend I was hooking my heart out on 2 blankets I was commissioned to make.  I’m almost finished with those then on to the next.  Mom was gone for the weekend and the girls were out so it was a sister weekend with hooks and coffee, and a lot of  laughs.  I really enjoyed it and will miss my sister during the day!!

Been working the Avon business and have several customers and orders already.  2  of them online, which of course I think rocks because they will get their products shipped so quickly.  Not to mention I love technology and the ability to shop online means I have potential customers all over the country!  *Shameless plug – orders over $30 (today is the final day of campaign 7 with this offer) ship for FREE! My Avon Site so take advantage of that!*

I hosted my first give away over the weekend, and a winner was chosen from the entries. Thanks to all who participated, I’ll be doing that again  soon!

 

Where Is The Food????

Okay I’m not really starving, but I am facing a harsh reality.  There is a big reason my butt is growing so big and my jeans are getting snug:  mega portions!

Over the past 3 days I’ve been adding my foods to my SparkPeople nutrition tracker and noticing that if I actually measure out my portions, holy heffers no wonder I’m weighing in at 170!!!!  Okay so I know if we eat appropriate portions we’d likely all start dropping pounds, but DAMN!  I measured out my Special K cereal this morning, 3/4 cup and 1/2 cup of vitamin D milk.   Then I looked at the tiny bowl in which it was waiting for me to dive in.  Tiny bowl is what I chose so that it appeared full.  It was full.  It still appeared rather small…too small.  It isn’t hard to see that my usual portion would be about 3 times that much.  SIGH.

I have had  no major issued getting my water intake up to the 64 ounces a day, that is a piece of cake for me.  But taking time to measure out my foods is another story, and staying focused.  My pink heart post it note on my mirror still is a #1.  I didn’t go on with my workouts.  I know I know,  don’t give up, just do it today and start over.  I AM going to do that!   It is hard to establish a new routine and stick to it though, and I’m quickly meeting my resistance on the road to a more fit self.  I refuse to give up!

One place I DO need to starve myself is my social network addictions connections.  It likely is somewhat related to my expanding bum!   Last night Diva Mom, Boo, me and my daughter had dinner then went shopping for a bit.  I went out of the door without my most prized appendage…my cell  phone.  I  experienced varying degrees of withdraw, especially when we had to stop at the Verizon store on the way to Target.  There, in a valley of cell phones, I was naked.  I had to touch my daughter’s for a moment so I could keep breathing and hold back the panic attack.  Then when we came home we watched Police Women of Cincinnati, CSI: NY, and then CSI (we DVR’d them).  When I crawled in bed I realized my usual nightlight was not glowing from the desk…my laptop.  I had gone an entire evening from the time I left the office without being on the computer.  I think hell must of experienced a frost warning, the Packers may win the Super Bowl, and I should go buy a lottery ticket.  An entire evening without the computer??? Be afraid, be VERY afraid.

Time to get my life train back on the track from its derailment.  Obviously I’ve gotten my priorities in life completely out of whack, but now it is time to refocus!

On that note, time to change the sheets, get myself together, and go buy yarn. I have blankets to finish!