Last week, I hinted at a new adventure. Now, I'm not really the adventurous type of gal (except when it comes to noms, that is). I'm the kind of person who likes to overplan and make sure that everything is just right before trying something new. So this is a huge step for me, and I wanted to share it with all of you since you all have been a big part of my life. Let the cheese begin.
As many of you might already know, I started my shop, The Shop of Worldly Delights, as a hobby back in November 2011 because I was having the worst time coping with unrewarding jobs. I needed something to cheer me up and help me forget about the many mind-numbing tasks I was assigned. My shop was my solace, and I enjoyed sharing bits of my idea of cute to everyone around the world. Late last year, still stuck in a thankless job that drained every bit of my sanity and well-being, I finally decided that only I could prevent myself from hating that facet of my life, so I quit.
I didn't have a backup plan, and no one in my area was hiring an outspoken, Old English-loving gal who wanted to edit and translate for the rest of her life. (The outspoken part freaks people out a bit, I think ) So I immersed myself in my shop, tirelessly creating. I honestly thought that I would be able to find another job after a few weeks, but that didn't happen. For a long time, I worried about our finances. But my husband, being the extremely supportive person he is, goaded me to stop thinking about that and just do what I want to do. That worried me even more.
Since I was little, I always thought I would work in academia. I always loved teaching, and I expected that I would either teach Literature or Chemistry. I've had loads of teaching and tutoring experience, and I just thought things will fall into place after college. Lately, however, I've been enjoying designing and sewing so much more than I have grading papers or having conferences. And I had been entertaining the idea of doing more of that to support myself. But it's scary for me to go into something so completely foreign. It's even scarier having to do it by myself, without any kind of assurance that I'm doing the right thing. For a while I kept on asking myself, Wouldn't it be a waste of schooling to pursue something you didn't study? What if it doesn't work out?
Well, Laura, how will you know if you don't try? So I put my big girl pants on and decided to create the life I wanted to live.
I've decided to make my shop my full-time job. Which, for me, means selling in craft shows and fairs, wholesale orders and consignments. It may not sound like a big deal to many, but I'm a bit of a perfectionist, and I only show and sell the best of what I make. This move means I'll be working more than 8 hours a day, not just producing but also doing the accounting, advertising, etc all by myself. I've already been reading up a bit on how to manage my shop, and I've been setting goals to make it more profitable for me.
Last week, I took my first HUGE step and brought some of my wares to Vintage Karma, a lovely shop in Tuscola, IL that houses loads of different pieces of locally crafted art for sale. This is the first shop I'm selling my stuff in, and I couldn't be happier working with two of the sweetest ladies I have ever met. (Laura, Ainslie, you both are awesome possum). If you live in the area, please check out their storefront! It's definitely one of the coolest shops I have ever set foot in.
Phew! So there's the big news, folks! I wish I could hug each and every one of you for being so supportive of my endeavors. You have no idea how happy it makes me whenever I read a sweet comment. It's like a virtual high five. Thanks for being such great readers! Hugs and hugs,