Tuesday, September 20, 2011
For a very long time now I've talked about all the big plans I have for my site and my store. And I've yet to show any real progress. I'm great with the big ideas and grand schemes; not so much on the follow through. Also, there is that flaw in my genetic make-up, the ability to focus on one thing at a time until it is complete. Of course life outside of the business hasn't exactly been kind either.
I haven't given up on my dream, not even a little. I just know I need to be more realistic. And to depend solely on myself for now to accomplish my goals. Luna's Gathering is about to come full circle and become what I wanted it to be from day one; a store for Pagan greeting cards. I want to give the community a line of cards that, as I've told a few non-Pagan friends, are like the typical Hallmark cards but for the Pagan holidays and sentiments. Simple, clean illustrations and wonderful words to express our feelings instead of the usual fantasy art. Don't get me wrong though. I like the cards with the beautiful and detailed artwork. That's not quite my style (well, won't be once I've developed mine). And I know I could never compete with that. I'll find my niche and we can all offer something unique and magickal.I've recently acquired several tools that will assist and a possible avenue for selling locally to test my marketability. It also gives me a deadline. This may be the motivator I need to finally reach for that long sought after dream.
Monday, August 15, 2011
To further the ponderings, I'm trying my hand at a couple of self-help books, to search within for solutions instead of looking for ways to escape my problems. One is "The Fresh Start Promise" by Edwige Gilbert. The other is the classic "Taming Your Gremlins" by Rick Carson. They both seem to be about changing thought processes. Gilbert uses meditations and visualizations to help the reader focus on calm, encouraging thoughts to feel anything is possible. From what I can tell so far with Carson's book (just checked out today) is the importance is awareness, recognizing and embracing your own gifts. Hopefully, between the two of them, I can quiet my inner critics and learn to know the difference between constructive criticism and emotional manipulation. As long as I am willing to let the negatives drag me down, I will never see myself any other way.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Not sure whether it is the Universe, Karma, or some other cosmic force but no one else enjoys the joke. My life since the last post is the punch line to the joke on me. I know better than to tempt fate. Which is exactly what I did in saying that my life was going alright.
About a week after throwing caution to the wind my carelessness cost me my car. I put the key in my ignition, turn the key, and...nothing. Not even a click to tell me it is trying to start. It did after a couple attempts set off the awful noise that only emits when the battery is dying. Even that stops after a minute when all power is gone. For the first couple of days after that I was able to get a ride to and from work. Then days off in a row. Unfortunately, my schedule recently hasn't matched up with people I can ask. This meant a few days walking in temps above 100 degrees. I've taken the car to be diagnosed (still haven't heard back) and do hope I'll have it back very soon. Even with an anemic air conditioner, it's still preferable to walking. A friend jumped the battery to give it enough juice to save money on a tow. Funny thing is once I got it to the mechanic, went in to tell him what was wrong, and let him check the car it started just fine. He said the battery sounded strong, stronger than it would if the battery were truly drained. This scares me because I have no clue what could cause the battery to act like it had no juice. I'm crossing my fingers it's something simple or at least cheap.
Now I know this isn't quite as scary as what I could be going through, but the treks to work in the middle of the high heat of the day are tiring. To quote a cheesy movie (that I love), "I love my car. I MISS my car!" Hey, at least I'm close enough to work to avoid the bus.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
As promised, something not angry or sad to post here. :) For those who don't know, a "squee" is a a squeal of delight over something joyous and usually extremely nerdarific. Twice this week I came across something that caused a squee or three. In the newest issue of Entertainment Weekly, there was an ad for the new Blu-Ray version of the Extended Edition of the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, the best films EVER. In that same magazine, they featured a sneak peek at the first of two films for "The Hobbit" due out Dec 2012. These two bits of joy made my day so much better, so worth dealing with a Friday in retail. Thank you so much Entertainment Weekly and Peter Jackson. :D
The other half of the double squee came from the genealogical part of my inner nerd (okay not so much inner). I got an e-mail about a free trial at a site I'd seen before but didn't really know if it would be any use. I figured a week for free would give me an idea how helpful it would be in my search for long lost ancestors. The site, called Footnote, has an extensive library of old city directories, scanned in and indexed to be searched. In some of those directories I found listings for my great-great grandfather, Hector Terni born in Austria. I knew he lived in New Orleans and then Missouri. What I didn't know was that once he got to St. Louis he started his own wholesale fruit company. The company is listed in the St. Louis directory for at least ten years. How very cool is that? Not only did he start his own company called the Hector Terni Fruit Company, but his sons and his wife all worked to make it successful. Looks like the source might be worth a small investment on my part for further searches.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
As you've probably gathered, this week it's my turn. Throughout the process of cleaning both the men's and the women's rooms I must've asked myself a dozen times, "What the hell is wrong with you people!?!" It was NOT good. Particularly in the men's room. Someone left a gift not only all over the toilet but on the floor and apparently through the store; another employee found evidence at the front of the store while the restrooms are at the back. This was not a child (or a very large child) because it was a LOT of shit. The scariest part is the whole mess sat long enough for it to dry and require serious scrubbing. How many men, how many GROWN ASS men, saw that mess and ignored it? Granted I don't expect anyone but the adult who left it there to clean it up (that brings up another whole conversation on personal responsibility, or the lack thereof). At least tell someone about it before it become a permanent fixture.
It is days like this that should explain to those who have never worked retail just why the clerks can be a bit curt, condescending, or outright angry. You leave that kind of mess? You clean it up. That used to be common sense. So many children (yes I know not all children) are not taught to respect others or to take responsibility for their own actions anymore. Discipline is considered bad for self-esteem so self-importance and the blame game are all they know. These kids become adults who think it is perfectly normal to leave such a disgusting mess for others to clean up. It is "what we get paid to do" right?
So as Dante's gate to hell says, "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here." Ok, not really, but almost.
Update (Jan 2015): It's impossible for me to maintain more than one blog so everything is back here on Luna's Gathering, personal or professional it's all me. :)