I am so thankful that Spell It With Style is doing so well! I am getting orders every single day. I've shipped to Japan, Australia, UAE, Canada, and about half of the US. It's pretty cool to earn income doing something that 95% of the time doesn't seem like that awful 4 letter word. "Work".
I feel content and productive. I feel like I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.
I don't know why it's taken me 31 years to realize that creating and designing are what make me happy.
As a child, I l loved art projects, making place cards and menus for Thanksgiving dinners, creating birthday cards, writing poems, arranging vegetable trays, making up songs, etc.
With all that being said, I'm also still trying to figure out how to call it a day from Spell It With Style. Working from home is harder than it sounds!
I keep children til 5:30, dinner, bathe kids, bedtime routines, and then work on spellitwithstyle nonstop til 10-11, go to bed with my mind full of too much information, my feet hit the floor at 6 am and then I do it all over again and again and again.
And I've had my first rude customer encounter....I knew it was inevitable. Her chalkboard was damaged in shipping.
I know that no one wants to receive damaged items and I will always replace items. But her email correspondence about this issue was just plain rude. Sarcastic. Blunt. RUDE. Many
not so nice thoughts raced through my mind, but after counting to
100 10 I chose not to take her rudeness personally.
Long story short, I'm staying up later tonight to make her a new chalkboard so I can ship it to her first thing tomorrow morning. She will not appreciate it, but that's part of retail/dealing with the general public.
Random Kid Updates:
Ella LOVES kindergarten and her teacher! I'm so thankful. I love that she comes home smiling and tells me so many wonderful details about what she learned.
Eric LOVES his mother's day out teacher and is talking in class!! Last year he didn't say 1 word!!
Potty training day 416: still not happening...pee is 80%, poo is .005%...go ahead judge me people. I once judged and God gave me a boy who doesn't care about using the potty. But God also gave me a sweet little boy who says (on non-mother's day out days), "You the best Mommy. I'm soooo glad I stay with you!"