I’m feeling invisible. My Etsy shop has been open now for 21 days and nothing. Not one sale. I’m trying to stay optimistic. I really am, but it’s hard. I’ve put a lot of work into this and I refuse to quit, but I keep seeing posts in the Forum: “First Sale! And it only took 4 days!” Ugh. . . I need to succeed. I just do.
And tomorrow is a holiday. MLK, Jr. Day. No offense to Mr. King, but I really hate holidays. They disrupt my fairly routine life. My little cafe is packed with families, babies, kids, dogs. . . people. And they make a lot of noise, bustle around and they look so damn happy all the time!
I know what you’re thinking–well, at least one of you anyway–“lady, chill!” or “what a b****. ” Yea, well . . . that’s how I feel, and this is my blog. ;-). Confusion makes me really, really edgy and, yes, a bitch.
I’m thinking of Shadow, my beloved Queensland who died last year (bless him). He didn’t like confusion either–or rain, lightening, motorcycles, back fires, firecrackers, fire, candles, matches, squeally children, loud men–w/hats, sunglasses, beards or helmets. We would prefer, he and I, to herd everyone into a corner, make them stay and keep quiet.
. . . see what four years of inner-city substituting will do to you? Now, if you’ll excuse me I have knitting to do. d.
“If you can’t laugh at yourself, you’re screwed. “