It didn't start out that way. This morning was doom and gloom on the way to work and then the sun peeked out and as I stare out the window on the 6th floor of my building it is beautiful outside. And I'm inside . . . hmm . . . I'm thinking that perhaps it may be time for a career change. How scary is that?
I've been thinking for awhile about opening a sewing/quilting studio. It wouldn't be for traditional basic sewing classes. It would be for more of the fun stuff . . . creating with fabric and paper and stitches. I have the name I'd like to use. I have an idea of the place I'd like to do it in. Now I just need to make some decisions and decide if I want to give up the lucrative day job (I won't; I need insurance!) or if I'll jump in and just do it! Since I know I need to keep my job, I've been thinking about doing it in the evenings and weekends only. If the business took off, then I could hire a manager and have longer hours. If the business really, really took off, maybe then I could afford private insurance and be free of the day job. Oh, to dream . . .
I've been thinking for awhile about opening a sewing/quilting studio. It wouldn't be for traditional basic sewing classes. It would be for more of the fun stuff . . . creating with fabric and paper and stitches. I have the name I'd like to use. I have an idea of the place I'd like to do it in. Now I just need to make some decisions and decide if I want to give up the lucrative day job (I won't; I need insurance!) or if I'll jump in and just do it! Since I know I need to keep my job, I've been thinking about doing it in the evenings and weekends only. If the business took off, then I could hire a manager and have longer hours. If the business really, really took off, maybe then I could afford private insurance and be free of the day job. Oh, to dream . . .
My niece, A, has been staying with B and I for the past couple of weeks. She managed to get in some quality sewing time with her auntie (me!). Yes, that's the $69 Singer I bought a couple months ago. I set her up on it and turned it on. Next thing I know I hear the machine whirring and there she is sewing away. She's only 11. I'm so proud!
This week she has switched gears and is attending horse camp. It turns out she's quite the horse rider. She learned to ride English this week and she has been having a blast.
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