Thinkin' 8.23

When I was 16, my dad lost his job. He ended up being out of work for 2 years. During that time he had an offer to transfer to Michigan. If we had, the brothers and I would have gone to public school. We were homeschooled at the time. My imagination ran away with me at the thought. I could reinvent myself. I had no fear of being the new kid. I'd done it before.

For some reason, while cleaning up the kitchen tonight, I was wondering what would have happened if we had moved. We didn't. He found a job here. The sudden recollection was just so sudden and random. Maybe it's my subconscious screaming at me, I need to move on.

Thinkin'

I'm thinking a lot. Clicking around the internet in the last few days, reading emails that I had been filing away and ignoring, I'm realizing how much there is beyond Etsy. I love Etsy, no doubt, I made it through a lot of craziness there. But sometimes, when you spend a lot of time with the same people...or like-minded people you begin to think that's all there is...that you've reached the limit. There is no limit...not really.

So I'm trying to expand, not just my line, but my network, my ideas. I need goals. More defined goals. That's sticking out like a sore thumb. I may also need a business mentor...I can admit I'm not sure what I'm doing. I'm getting there, though. One step, one picture, one post at a time.

Post Picture: Four heads are better than one...even if one is bright yellow and a little googly-eyed. Creep-tastic new listing at the Closet.