This morning the mister and I were discussing LadyLee’s post yesterday and both of them said something that stuck with me (totally different points).
I used to make gift baskets during the holidays. That turned into selling gift baskets. Then one day I stopped. Here are some pictures.
I made this for my aunt on her birthday. It’s a bathroom basket…rubber ducky, lemon scented bubble bath and lotion, and something else I don’t remember. She still has it in her bathroom. She put wash clothes behind the ducky to match her decor.
And as I’m trying to blog about baskets I realize that I don’t have any other pictures on this computer of other baskets.
Wait….here’s another one. This was for my nieces to share one year.
The point is that (and if you could see the pictures you’d see why I say this) I don’t have the faith in myself to take what I know and make money selling these doggone baskets. I don’t think my baskets are good enough to sell.
I looked up the word faith solely for the post and was interested in what I found.
(1) : firm belief in something for which there is no proof (2) : complete trust
That stuck with me. Faith in myself means complete trust and firm belief. Well damn. That sounds like something I should be able to easily achieve. Let me tell you how my mind works though. I did a little research and asked about 10 people what they would picture in a basket…..I mixed and matched some ideas and ran them across another 10 people. Then I found what I thought were some pretty cute Valentine’s Day baskets. I showed them to the mister last night and he actually flinched. He thought they were horrible. Well damn! See……baskets not good enough. Then I start throwing other doubts in there. How to advertise? How to deliver? Where to assemble? This happens a lot and usually I just give up on the idea altogether. That’s the approval seeker in me.
complete trust…..
Is that realistic?
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I think it is realistic.
You didn’t show me a complete basket, you showed me an empty one and asked me if I thought the color of said basket was suitable for making Valentine’s day baskets.
You know me. You are my wife. You know that I despise holidays and think that they are counter culture to what we’re really supposed to be celebrating, so…
I didn’t like the color of the basket and that was about it. I have no earthly clue as to why THAT action totally crushed your decision to be creative, productive and profitable doing something you obviously have done before. But:
It seems that you’ve lost faith in the only person that you can truly trust. Yourself. That has nothing to do with me and I am offended that you are using me (among other things) as motivators in your current bout of self doubt.
You can do anything you damn well please.
You don’t need approval from any frickin’ body.
Keep stalling and eventually your ass will run out of time.
Stop wasting time wondering about shit and just do it.
Do whatever.
Funny, mofo’s have the ability to enter this country via air transport with bad intentions, under the radar (on purpose) with an intent in blowing shit up using their underwear because some pseudo imam living in a hut convinced them (via email and over the phone) that this would cure their ‘lonely problem’ AND deliver them to the hand of God and a whole stable of virgins as a side prize. And he did it. Thank the lord unsuccessfully, but DAMN! Really?
How much faith does one need to do any damn thing these days?
There is no proof whatsoever that your employer will actually deliver your damn paycheck, but we have such a complete and firm trust in THAT unseen shit that we break our backs to get there early, stay late and give up weekends and family time. We also have complete trust in things that don’t work like employer based health care, retirement savings plans and paid time off.
How many of us got laid off while we watched booku execs get bailout money as six figure bonuses? How many of us got severance and/or unemployment? How many of us got the equivalent income replacements? Isn’t the mortgage still due? Who gon’ feed them damn kids? Don’t you have a doctor’s appointment next week?
Don’t you get more by giving?
Makes having faith in your penchant to design and make holiday baskets seem passe, huh? Free your mind and your ass will follow.
Quit over thinking shit.
Sounds like you could use some positivity and encouragement these days my darling!
When undertaking a new task, it’s always best to focus on one little thing first – trying to take in the whole picture from the outset is straight-up paralyzing! It’s enough to make you want to crawl in bed and never come out!
Instead, focus on ONE basket – and selling/giving it to ONE person. Your mind can handle that. Once you’re cool, you bump it up to two and so on. Advertising will come, delivery and assembly will come. Make ONE – you’ve got space for one. The living room, dining room, Hell even the BATHROOM will give you enough space for ONE.
You must walk before you run – I don’t usually resort to platitudes but it fits here. You can overload yourself with information from a kabillion sources and no real way to process and categorize that information and you can get de-sensitized and overwhelmed in the blink of an eye.
If baskets make you happy and bring you a teeny measure of peace in making them, they’re worth it. If making even one causes you untold stress and anxiety, drop it. When you’ve got a thriving business and orders coming out of your ears, the last thing you want is to resent getting started in the first place.
And tell your hubs to be nice and stop being a dream-stealer.
**BIG HUGS**