I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.
~ Jimmy Dean
Recently, I blogged about my intention to treat my writing like a part-time job. But since I've gotten back from my Thanksgiving vacation, my second job has been beading. I have put in countless hours over the past ten days or so and it has been very satisfying.
First, I had two more beading sessions with my Beading To Beat Autism volunteers. I am happy to report that all 300 of our bracelets are completed and most of them are sold. I hope to wrap up that project this week.
Then my hairdresser invited me to set up a table and sell my jewelry in her shop on Saturday, so I spent every spare moment last week creating a few last-minute items to sell.
It was so much fun I am thinking I would like try renting space at a real craft show or two next year. I enjoy maintaining my Etsy site but when I actually get to interact with my customers it's even better.
I also tried my hand at beaded silverware; I was really pleased with my first attempt.
Although I didn't have time to do anything else before Saturday, I plan to buy an assortment of large serving pieces plates and spreaders and put together some coordinating sets to list in my shop in the next few days.
Anyway, by the time Saturday was over, my house looked like a craft shop had exploded inside it. There were beads and supplies scattered upstairs and downstairs; the kitchen and bathrooms had been sorely neglected, too. I worked all yesterday morning and this morning cleaning up after everybody; by now the main living areas of the house are in reasonably good shape, although everything still needs a good scrubbing. Tomorrow I will tackle my bedroom; I haven't even unpacked the suitcase I took on my cruise Thanksgiving week. Sigh.
But that suitcase has waited patiently for me while I seized so many precious moments--to support a charitable organization with my piano students, to try my hand at a new beading technique, to promote my jewelry design business--and to attend a card making workshop Saturday night
and a tree-trimming party with friends on Sunday evening. And if another opportunity presents itself tomorrow, I have no doubt that suitcase will still be there on Wednesday.
Sometimes you just need to throw the daily schedule out the window, let the dishes pile up, and go where life leads you.