“This and That”. That is a title you use when you’re feeling uninspired about coming up with a title. I never dared use it back when I was writing school essays but I kind of wish I had.
So first, the This. This is a custom order I just finished.
A couple of years ago, I made a beach bag for the sister of a friend and her friend recently contacted me for one. Awesome! I’m finding that more and more people are contacting me for custom orders. Usually in a limited circle but I’ll take it! I like to know that people really enjoy what I do and that they won’t just put it in the back of a closet. I take pride in creating things that are sturdy and well thought out.
Which brings me to some That: a diaper bag I recently completed for a friend. It looks good but it’s not as functional as it should be. I first made it for my cousin and I suspect she may have had the same issues. Not being a mother, I don’t really know what mothers go through. I keep trying to tell the boyfriend that we should make babies but we decided to enroll in a stupidly difficult challenge for cancer research and apparently it would be even more stupid to try to keep up the fundraising efforts as a pregnant lady or new mother and you can’t climb to Everest Base Camp if you’re pregnant or nursing. So me really knowing what is practical for a new mother will have to wait. In the meantime, I can do research and talk to friends who have babies and develop a functional product that will have a chance of surviving on the market. In the meantime, I am also eternally grateful for my cousin and my friend for trusting me and still buying Fleur de Pixie. People like you make dreams like mine possible!
In other That news: my more traditional bread bags are doing well at Under My Tree studio! The first month, I made 9$ in sales. The second, 16$. The third 36$ and this month I made 55$. Booya! At this rate, I can almost contemplate quitting my day job…almost! The more funky versions of the bread bags are posted on my Etsy shop. I don’t have good pictures of the traditional ones yet. I was all happy because I made my first sale to someone I absolutely didn’t and she bought one of those funky bags. Unfortunately, she is returning it. I could have said no to the return given that it arrived to her within the time I said it took to ship to the USA but she wanted it for an event and it arrived after so she didn’t want to keep it. I therefore offered to refund her the price of the item if she shipped it back and it arrived in the same condition I shipped it in. I just figured it was good business but we’ll see what happens. It made me a little sad that my first ‘stranger’ sale bounced but oh well.
And in other This news, I may be going a little insane from the amount of things I have on my plate, so what else is new? But I try to muddle through it. Between the full time job, trying to raise 23,000$, trying to get healthier and more fit to be able to hike up to 18,000 feet, managing two blogs, two Etsy shops (one of which is sorely in need of an update), building my product line, marketing my brand, trying to stay friends with people who have about as much time as I have to stay in touch, being a decent human being to the man I love (that really should be at the top of the list but it isn’t always), training an anxious dog, and taking care of daily and weekly chores that are so necessary but so time consuming, I don’t know when to stop and just be me. We went on a week-long road trip to Maine for my birthday and I think it was the best week I’ve had in months. There was no work phone, no personal phone, no computer, just me, the man, the dog, the air conditioned car, the tent and when we decided the weather was too darn hot for camping, there was air conditioned hotel rooms. It was a wonderful break and I can’t wait for the next one! As I live in Canada where most people get 2 weeks of vacation, not in Europe where the minimum is 5, during my next vacation I will be dying on my way up to 18,000 feet. But I’ll try to survive on weekends alone until then!
On that positive, not tired at all note, off to visit my grandmother and then to collect empties. We’ll get to 23,000$, one empty bottle at a time if we have to!