Wow...what an ambituous title eh?
I honestly try to pretend I don't have a plan because then if I don't have one it can't get messed up on me right?
But secretly like everyone I imagine the direction I'd like my life to go!
I'd like to stay with Paul, get maried and have a few childers and set up a cosy, comfy home in the country.
I'd like to get fit enough to be able to do handstands and curl up like a pretzel and be able to run five miles without batting an eyelid.
I'd like to get my montessori qualification and teaching some smallies some interesting things!
And my pet dream?My secret, I don't think it can ever happen dream?I would love to make my living off making, upcycling and renovating furniture.
And I've taken steps towards my dream. I'm just leaving it linger up there with all my other dreams I'll incubate but never try.
A couple of weeks ago, well more than a month ago now I decided to do up a few pieces of charity shop furniture that I bought for my kitchen and loved it. Of course I had a large amount of paint left and everyone was raving about the furniture saying I should do it and I stumbled upon a beautiful wooden writing desk that someone was selling because they were emigrating. I offered them an obscenely low amount of money(because I'm poor you understand) and I was lucky enough to have my offer accepted with one stipulation. It had to be collected that evening.
My car is only a little mazda 2 and while it is a beast of a little thing that has fold down seats it's also not the biggest car and I was worried that it wouldn't fit in that back of my little mazzie but regardless, at nine o clock at night me and Paul left waterford to drive to wexford and hope and pray that this desk fit when we got there!
It was exciting!It might not seem it now but it was we were midnight driving, putting in the miles to show our comittment to our new idea.
Fast forward a couple of months, we have now found a little studio(an old stable at my home house) and we've bought lots of little odds and ends of furniture that are in various states of paintedness.
Last week we hit a little milestone and put our first piece up!
I was super excited the first day and I feel like it will be better when I put up other pieces and theres less focus on one little set of nest tables, but it's so scary. I'm technically "the Talent" and I'm not being cocky here, I am the ideas person and Paul is the buissnessy ends of things. We both put in the grunt work and Paul is starting to pitch in a few ideas of his own, but I still feel that all the pressure is on my ideas to sell.
I have developed a tick at this stage. I open any internet browser and automatically type "mail.yahoo.co.uk" and I hold my breath, hoping theres and offer. And there isn;t. An I know, it's only been up a while and I should calm down but I'm neurotic.
I'm trying to reign in my wild ideas that are screaming "Your ideas are terrible, no one likes it and you should just knock the price to 30 and sell it!" but instead I'm thinking calm down. You'll never know until to you try but goddamn it's scary!!
So I'm going to sign off here and (probably go check my mailbox) try make myself understand that sucess doesn't happen over night and as is the same with my weight it's just one foot in front of the other every day!
(and in case anyone wants to have a look heres our first piece soon to be followed by many others!)
https://www.etsy.com/ie/listing/189224998/hand-painted-decoupauged-table?
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