Monday I start a new job.
I am excited, and nervous, and really just grateful I didn’t flub the interview. Also, apparently I understand technology a little more than I thought I did! Who knew?
I don’t mind slinging coffee, not at all. I don’t mind the majority of the customers, for some reason, coffee shop customers tend to be more pleasant than say, fast food ones. What I mind is the way that I was treated there, as well as some of my coworkers. Hearing my supervisor muttering while standing roughly 3 feet from me (as I’m running in circles doing several jobs at once) “Nobody fucking does anything around here!” was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
A week later and I have a new job, which allows me to use more of my skills than just coffee preparation – and learn a bunch of new ones. For the first time in quite some time, I’m excited about my day job.
Maybe I’ll have enough energy left to actually create too. Being happy tends to make it happen.
So, after a tough month of being flat broke (boyfriend was off work due to illness and got laid off – and coffee wenches don’t make much moolah), we are finally climbing out from under the rubble. Last night I bought Goat Simulator, and I’m pretty sure it was designed by an evil genius to keep people playing video games. I’ve told people time and again I am not a gamer “per se” but I do enjoy quirky and weird video games. I have a feeling I am going to be yanking myself away from the screen to keep myself creative. My Friday night here is going to include home karaoke, my new game and possibly a little bit more shopping. Yep. I’m a party animal.
Also, I bought some clothes online, on sale and then on discount again. It’s part of the “make my closet pretty again” project. Now to return to the gym and start working on my caboose!
So, I have been tossing around the idea of what I’m going to be shipping my goods in (presentation is a really big thing for me, and I love buying things that come in cute packages).
Last night I spent literally my whole evening designing coffin boxes. At first I wanted to make ones with lids, but the realization that pretty much every printable template on the net has a lid that doesn’t quite fit changed my mind pretty fast. My solution? Open faced, product tied in with some ribbon and cellophane.
These are my efforts so far.
I’ve been a bit laggy about getting stuff made during my three days off, not because I wanted to be, but because I felt genuinely sick most of yesterday. I shook it off today and despite some serious stress and anxiety, I decided to be more productive and I got a whole whack of hair flowers and bows made. Also learning to deal with hot glue again (fingers, ouch) and make things both pretty and practical.
Tonight I was able to upload some pictures of finished products to my Facebook store page again *finally* and am hoping to do the same by early in the week. See that here. Ideas aren’t the problem right now, it’s the cash to make and package it all. That will come in weeks to follow. I also need to up my organization game because seriously, I am juggling craft stuff now.
It has become apparent that my creative inklings are nearly uncontrollable lately. I need to make things, every single day. I’ve been working on everything from making clothes to altering pre-existing clothes, as well as making hair flowers and painting. I have a very long list of things I want to make to add to my online store, as well as ideas for marketing and packaging these items for sale. I’m even exploring dollmaking (faeries and elves specifically) using polymer.
Current focus is the flowers, I think tomorrow I’m going to make some bows, I have some really awesome antique looking key charms that are begging to be attached to something. Also, I have skeleton patches awaiting attachment to a cardigan. These are pics of two of the flowers I’ve actually finished off.
Thank goodness I have three days off, I am going to need every hour of it.
Weight, that is.
Tonight I rekindle my romance with the gym, and that isn’t a bad thing. I’ve battled my weight since my teens and I’ve always allowed rough times to go to my hips…and my ass… and everything else. The last year has been a doozie so now I need to make an effort to lose the bulge so I can feel better.
Not gonna lie, two Sourpuss dresses I bought a while ago might (definitely) play a part in my motivation.
I used to sugar coat things more, to avoid unnecessary confrontations or arguments. I also used to allow myself to be walked on and spoken to as if I was less than human. I’ve changed, and I think for the better. I don’t go out of my way to be malicious or anything like that, but you best believe if you spew bullshit at me, I’m going to at the very least question it.
Social media has give voice to every misguided, stupid or misinformed Joe on the planet, and now they share this information on Facebook, twitter, etc – wherever anyone will listen. When misinformation is pointed out, however, it often causes a negative reaction from that person. Often I just ignore it and move on to save the breath but sometimes it’s just not possible.
Today’s “debate” was caused by my statement that 7-8 slices of bacon was not a suitable healthy replacement for bread on a sandwich. Erm, what’s better, I was told the best way to lose weight was to cut carbs because they’re “fake energy” and eat fat, this was the argument used to say that eating half a pack of bacon is fine because it’s *ahem* in moderation. Again. HALF A PACK.
I also must remember that this person (a male) once complained his ovaries were hurting to my boyfriend and their other friend… and not as a joke.