I wonder if anyone is holding their breath for my next post?!
When I signed up for something online recently I put my profession down as "Doorwatcher".
That is a fairly accurate description of what it is like in my shop. There is a lot of wondering if I will get any customers. Today I had 3 people come in. One was a young girl (somewhere between 12 and 16, I can't make out), who has been in my shop before. She came in twice, the second time her hair was colored a different color and she had a friend with her, also with freshly colored hair. The first girl was pointing out to the friend the things in my shop she liked. She said she likes boxes, in that and that she also likes shells, we are kindred spirits. The third person who came in was a guy who has been in and actually bought things before, but not this time.
Apparently the young lady did not have any money to actually buy anything. But when she gets some she is going to come back, she said. Besides a couple of boxes she had her eyes on an old typewriter. One of the boxes she was looking at was priced 50 cents. I guess I could have just given it to her. Do you know the Christmas song: "if you haven't got a ha'penny then God bless you?" In this case, if you haven't got 50 cents... I wasn't sure if I should feel sorry for her lack of cash or not. Last time she came in I gave her a couple of shells and she said she had never met anyone so generous, which made me feel rather humbled. Then she gave me 25 cents to buy another one.
Besides watching the door at the shop, I have also been watching tv. I have been into watching The Gilmore Girls for a couple of days now. The show might be summed up: A single mother and her teenage daughter experience romance. I am noticing that somehow, I seem to relate more to the teenager than the adult. Is there any hope for a 50-something teenager?
I also watched a couple of episodes of HGTV which I have already seen a couple of times. I really pay a lot of attention to color. Today, I didn't like some of the decorator's color choices. So now what do I know that is useful to me? Not sure.
And I did a tiny bit of sewing, but I am not so excited about my project, another tote bag. I like the colors, but I have just been making up the pattern and my design is too top heavy. I don't know if I should try to take it apart and redo it or just move on to something else.
I ate a salad from Thurston's Cafe, I got an iced tea, and I ate in, instead of getting it to go. A change in my routine.
And by the way, I decided to give up the shopkeeping business and gave my notice to the landlord. I'm not sure if I will miss it.
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