I have mentioned before that I have been trying to listen to my inner voice more often than naught…this last one surprised me. I have been struggling with the continuation of my little small business and in my head I knew what I was willing to do this fall. I received an email from the history center. I have done their event from the beginning….their history and mine. This year they are doing it two days instead of one. My initial response when I opened the email was “absolutely not!” I have since tried to talk myself into doing the show anyway. “I’m off the week before”….”I always do well”….”it would pay for Christmas”, etc. No! I’m not doing it.
It’s not the money (it’s double the cost for two days), that is still very reasonable. It’s my time. I am not willing to give up two days of my life on this event. I am going to email my favorite coffee house to see if they are willing to host two maybe three pop ups….once each month the remainder of the year. I want to use up my supplies and this will be my last batch of book page pumpkins…ever. I have other places to focus my energy…like my writing.
I’m a maker so I will never stop making but now is not the time for this small business venture. Now is the time for writing. I talked a former instructor into doing another fairy workshop. I hope other people sign up for her sake, but for me this is more research.
I have been in this park numerous times throughout my life and lately there have been some attacks. I haven’t decided what level of protection that I want to bring with me. This event is from 10am-1pm…it’s a sad state of affairs that I even have to think about safety on a Saturday morning/afternoon.
It’s been pretty uneventful as of late. I had book club last night…hair cut and errands today….tomorrow I am hoping for total relaxation…aka one more day in the neighbor’s pool before fall.
I don’t want to put it down! Hopefully it stays interesting….I will let you know.
Except for battling spiders that has been my weekend. I don’t want to even talk about the number of spiders that have tried to get into the house (over diatomaceous earth…food grade)or that have gotten into the house the last week. I really don’t want to get bit again….why can’t they just tell me what they need to in a dream so the girl isn’t a basket case. It’s like Arachnophobia the movie over here!
Just because I was finishing up with the Halloween decorations, does not mean “open spider invitation”. Ugh! I try and stick with the “you can stay outside and I won’t harm you, but the minute you come inside…I will squish you.” These last two were 3.9 seconds from crawling under the back door. I grabbed Windex because it was handy and then I sprinkled peppermint oil like it was holy water all over the thresh hold. These bad boys walked right through that d-earth. I am definitely not up for this challenge…..Zia