An explanation of sorts.
I know it seems like I'm letting off a lot of steam lately...
Try not to judge. I know it's difficult.
I really just shake my head when someone says to me
"But you don't work, can you do it?"........
Or "Can't you make me a quilt by Friday?" ---and it's Wednesday.
I work 100 hours a week as an entrepreneur compared to your 40 at the office.
"You're a stay-at-home mom, can't you do it?"
Love that one.
Yeah, I stay at home. It's a choice. I don't have the money I once did, but I'm way way wayyyyyy happier. I don't sit around eating bon bons, friends. I don't even have a television license-don't have any channels, I wouldn't be caught dead with daytime tele on. EwwwE. (No judgement if you're addicted to trash TV, lol.)
I make things.
I cook homemade meals.
I take care of my family.
And by the way, this is the case for most stay-at-home moms I know. We are busy bees. For real.
For reals, for reals.
Word up Moms. (or Mums) ;)
I think most people don't understand or realize how long it takes to make something.
Unless you craft/sew/DIY yourself, perhaps it doesn't occur to you at all, and that's okay.
But for those of us who've decided to make it our business, our hobby, and our lifestyle all wrapped into one little wonton---well, it matters. A lot.
So next time you balk at a craft show when the artist is asking £30 for a table runner, take a care friend. Take a moment to reflect the hours invested in that piece of work. Think of how he/she took time away from the family to honor the craftsmanship involved, because if it were easy, everyone would do it.
(Dusting off hands).
Time to focus on the future.
I've got to finish special requests made by my little ones, like this Sponge Bob quilt:
And bags to carry all my stuff in:
And possibly a quilt for myself, gasp---yes, for me.
It's time to travel as well, to see new sights and breathe new air.
Time to pick flowers and notice the itty bitty things.
Is that really a Wildabeast, oh my...smh.
Time to say "yes" to friends' BBQ's and get togethers. I'm sure by now I risk having no friends left, as I always say "I'm so sorry, I'm working.".........but I really really was (working).
Gotta get my things in line.
I knew stuff was all wrong when I couldn't locate a file on my computer that was to be published by a magazine.......Umm.....super dumb. (On my part.)
Get it together, Hippie.
So I am, starting----- now.
If you feel me, if you know what I'm talking about, give me a holler.
I appreciate it when people let me know I'm not the only one.
Here's to making yourself/your family/your interests first in line.
Let's do it.
(And not feel guilty about it.)