did you make that? me: yes. he: i need to sell those here.
i immediately got that flustered, excited feeling and could feel my head lowering.
he was talking and i was looking for the door.
but i did ask (over my shoulder) "so i should bring some back?"
safely outside, still blushing furiously, i called my husband. guess what??
he: did you talk about money? me: no. he: did you discuss when you should come back?
me: no. he: are you sticking your head in the sand? (he didn't really say this, but i felt it)
i love to make things. i love to give things away. but i don't like to sell things. i mean, sell my own things. it's terribly difficult to walk in someplace and say 'here are my things, do you like them?' i know you don't really say that, but it's what it feels like. i would be so happy to stay in my space and make till the cows come home. but to go out and try to sell anything, ugh. even drawing attention to my etsy shop was not an easy experience.
is it too late for me to change? do i even need to? maybe i could beg my husband to do it for me? what do you think? is it hard for you, and do you have any tips or helpful advice that's helped you? i am really nervous about going back with my sleeves.
i had to laugh when making this post, i had taken all these photos within the last few days, with the exception of the lovely ostrich here (which was taken in 2009, in zimbabwe) do you think these guys are trying to tell me something?