I first thought that my post for this weekend would be full of laughs. I originally wanted to share with you the hijinx that was last friday night. I wanted to tell you how I unceremoniously got drunk from too many jello shooters and ended up on my face on Vanessa's floor. How I fell down on her chair and gave myself a 2 inch by 5 inch welt-turned-bruise on my hip. Right on the spot I like to rest my hand, totally fucking up my sassy and trademark hand-on-hip stance. I did want to tell you about it all.
But alas.
I have been working my ass off these last 3 weeks (as I am sure some of you have noticed since I haven't talked to any of you in awhile). Working to get together some inventory for the annual Lilac festival here in Calgary. The table cost me (and 3 our girls) $50.00. I saved up for that one. The tent fireproofing they (lilac fest) MADE me get - $60.00. Costs of materials - 150.00. Total sales - $4.00........
If I have ever felt that my work was not good enough before, this makes me feel like I can't GIVE my work away. I marked down everything TWICE. Everyone would come in, pick up some earring say "oh how cute! I love them!" then they would look at the price and walk away! I mean jesus christ, I marked them down so low I was barely making any money. I'd mostly be breaking even only. Yet no one bought anything.
No one has any sense of value these days. It is impossible to make any kind of money as a custom jeweler when you can get the exact same thing in china for a fraction of the cost.
I have to say I am not happy at all. I have less money now then when I started. I am very upset. Lilac fest is huge, and our table was shit. I don't really want to get into the bitsy details but they gave us a table that no one could get to. I am sooo angry.
On top of all that I got the first sunburn of the summer.
I feel like an idiot, and a failure.
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Oh happy, happy, happy ...
First, i must say how i look forward to your blogs as i dont get to read your witty comments on GT too much any more ...
Secondly, girlfriend, you are not a failure. A failure is someone who didnt try in the first place.
You have vision, ability, a falir for the dramatic and a personality that will take you far in this life.
You have been doing so much and accomplishing so much. I am sure that being 2500+ miles away, i dont even know the half of it.
History is full of people who have bounced back from depths of percieved failure only to learn and grow because of it.
Every mistake we made should be a learning experience.
you know that i have had 2 business ventures which have failed miserably. I learned alot from each one. About people, relationships, finances (and how not to manage them) and most importantly about myself.
Keep your head up, girl.
You are right, a door always opens...
(Maybe you can post your stuff for sale online!)
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