I fear I am becoming far too delighted by boxes.
As I slowly add more items to my little Etsy shop, it occurs to me: What if something sells? One must have a box. A proper gift box. Wait…. Different size gift boxes! Maybe with a stamp..nonono…a sticker! Yes, must be a sticker!
Naturally, as more and more boxes of boxes began to arrive, I suddenly thought: “Hey. I need shipping boxes. And in different sizes. ” (To match the different size gift boxes of course.).
And thus it continued. Until the other night. After searching office supply stores and various internet shops, I found the suitably petite, but not tiny, shipping box for maybe a pair of earrings. I held the newly arrived box out to Dave. “Look. It’s perfect!”. Dave: “unhuh”.
Okay, so maybe I’m a bit much with the box thing. But I am now prepared to double box anything. With matching stickers.
I’m returning…as I usually do…to update my dusty blog after too many months away…..
Let’s see…. What has happened?…
As usual, life continues. Everything happens and yet nothing is new. One great big happy: I lost a little over 20 pounds with WW. I still need to lose 10 more but I took a break from tracking when I got a part time job. I’m managing to maintain with a few little bounces, (I’ll go up a pound or two then I’ll take it down), and I plan to get back on the program very soon. And I need to lay off my great seasonal downfall – candy corn.
But the big news for this late October is: I’ve reopened my etsy shop! I’m restocking very nearly every day! Most of my items are new, with a couple of older pieces thrown in the mix.
so …. check me out at https://www.etsy.com/shop/ValerieCheski?re
I set up my work area. It is bright and happy with my dachshunds napping nearby. It’s cold and horrid outside, but I don’t have to go anywhere and it is warm and cozy inside. Settled down. Comfy chair. Poked at a bit of clay. Sat and stared. Decided I wanted a snack.
A snack. That is what brings me to today’s topic.
Last week, I rejoined Weight Watchers (aka WW). I used a new screen name and account to symbolize my fresh restart. (The last time neither my heart nor mind were really into the program and therefore failed.) Of course, I have been a bit obsessive about the program; working out recipes, tracking steps, and logging my points. The free style program is pretty easy – flexible with about a gazillion zero point foods. If there should be a special occasion, say Valentine’s Day, one merely saves her points for the celebration. And today I believe I have discovered an eating trigger: Can’t connect with clay? Snack! (For some reason I see an everything bagel, still warm, with butter and cream cheese. (I can save up the points but I’m also gluten-free. Crud.)) Well.
So today has not been a brilliantly successful day claywise. On the other hand, I’ve learned a lot dietwise. And still, I could do something with clay this evening? It could work… hmmm … there’s also tomorrow… But today was still a start!
It has been at least 4 months since I have created anything. Not touched a single lump of clay. Today was to have been my return to the table.
I did some laundry today.
a bit of exercise.
went thru the mail…
So I’m blocked. Or just not .. I don’t know.
I read this wonderful passage in Auntie Poldi and the Sicilian Lions by Mario Giordano
“I’m not looking, I’m finding,” she declared, and strode boldly off through the dust and the smell of sulphur.
“That’s what Picasso said,” she explained to me in September. “That’s the way he worked: simply take the plunge and see where you end up… “You’ve got to find, not look. Stay open, be receptive, be ready for anything, know what I mean?…”
Okay, so the point is it’s best not have a preconceived notion of what you want to create, (or in Auntie Poldi’s situation how to solve a murder or 2), but rather the ability to simply see what you need to see.
I think I’ll set up my work area. To the clay.
Over a year has passed since I have appeared here on my blog/website. What has happened? Well, basically everything.
I had my very own shop for a year. I was very unsure of myself at first, then slowly built up my own confidence, and finally had something I was, (and still am), proud to say was all mine. It was visited by some very lovely and wonderful people. I made a few friends. And then the year was over and gone.
I threw my back out in the process of moving everything back into the house. The quiet time needed to restore my back forced me to slow down for a bit and reflect on everything. I realized how much time I actually spent at the store. (It was just me, six days a week 10AM to 8PM (12 – 5 on Sundays). Huh.) I loved finding my own look and feel for my store. It was quite fun talking to my customers. My house is now terribly dusty. There is a lot to enjoy about retail. I still have not lost those thirty pounds. And my dachshunds could use a diet too. On a related subject, I missed cooking. What’s more, I had stopped making any new jewelry early last November and have not returned to my clay. I want to move my creations to the next level but how? and what? it will be fun and challenging to find my new direction. And the living room carpet really must be removed and replaced with bamboo flooring.
As you can see, I’ve had plenty to contemplate.
I’ve made small steps as my back has healed. Mainly the household stuff: The house considerably less dusty, I’ve been cooking to my heart’s delight, the younger of my 2 dachshund girls is looking leaner and trimmer already (the older gal has taken to glaring at me. I know how she feels). This week I have renewed my site (this one) and will soon be listing items on Etsy with links here. (These are items I had in my store but not online, or else I just showed them on my Instagram account (vmcheski if you’re interested!).).
I have a lot more to catch up on, but hey, its a new start. Again.