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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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Tuesday Morning Random Coffee Musings

Hot cup of fresh coffee on the wooden table and stack of books tThe sun is shining, the cat is in the window enjoying the morning breezes and getting her tan on, and I’m listening to the birds singing while sitting here sipping my coffee and enjoying my mellow start to the day.

I am a tad concerned that the first thing I do is look at my planner.  Not because I don’t know what I need to do, I did that last night to check my schedule for the day.  I look at it because I love all the bling and colors.  It speaks to my crafty side, kinda like a crafters high.  Planner crack.

Yesterday was HR orientation at the new job, and sometime this week will be department orientation, then I can work.  I cannot wait.  I will be working full time again, 3 days a week, 12 hour shifts.  It’s perfect for allowing me time to do my Avon business and pick up over time which is very plentiful in the Long Term Care industry.  Aides are scarce and good aides it seems are even more so.  I’m planning on being a top performer, over achiever so to speak.  I don’t see this as a job so much as a ministrey for me.  No one sets their end of life goal as residing in a care facility, needing someone to change their diapers or assist them to the bathroom, help feed and clothe them.  Not all are old either, some residents are young, victims of crippling diseases or accidents that left them unable to do the simplist of personal tasks.  The good facilities have made more of a home atmosphere, as it should be.  This IS the resident’s home and should be treated as such.  Sometimes aides and others forget that the resident is no more thrilled with being changed like a child than the one giving care is excited about doing the changing.  Mentally my focus is on that aspect, how would I want to be cared for in this same situation.  It has really changed my heart and pulled me to want to do this for half of what I could be making in my other field of office management.

Yesterday I babysat 3 of my grandchildren and was just amazed at how fast they are growing up.  SnuggleBug is 2yo, and isn’t all that into snuggling anymore though he talks a mile a minute and I only catch pieces of what he says.  I fully understand his “wuv eww nana” and kisses though!  SnuggleBean is 7 months old and aware that I’m not mom and this didn’t make him all that happy.  SnuggleBerry is pitching softball now at 10yo.  Where is the time going?  I relish these moments, and with my son and his wife.  I look at my daughter, just over 2 months away from giving birth to her first baby, sitting in church feeling him kick her, watch her waddle around (she doesn’t think she waddles yet but there is a small one to her gait now) and cannot believe she is all grown up, married, and ready to be a mother.  I’m nervous and excited, knowing how she thinks about everything in life will change so much when they place this little boy in her arms.  And no words will make her understand that, she has to experience it for herself.  I love our morning phone calls when she is driving home from work, we laugh a lot and solve all the world’s problems in 30 minutes or less.  😉

I love my Avon customers!  In the past 14 hours I’ve had 2 call me with orders that will put about $52 in my pocket (I earn 40% across the board thanks to achieving Honor Society and doubling my sales).  And all it took was providing good customer service and handing out brochures.  That is 2 of my regular 8-10 who consistently order, and I’m growing that number as rapidly as I can.  Also adding at least 2 to my team tomorrow.  I LOVE this business!

Ah look at the time, at this rate it won’t me morning musings if I don’t get moving. Much to do.

Y’all have a MARVELOUS day!