Continuing with my theme of optimism. Which, after yesterday is waning a little from its first rush. Which could also have something to do with my foot which is hurting like a §@$& today or maybe from the cramps I'm having quite a few days after my period ended which was mostly cramps and not too much bleeding. I should be glad of that but I hate that my periods are different, it makes me worry that my internal ladybits aren't working properly any more. Even though they weren't actually working properly in the first place. Bah. Roll on evilfibroidectomy.
Where was I? The optimism, where did I leave it? Coo, you put something down for a minute and... ah there it is.
Thank you all for your comments and encouragement about the name tag I made for George. I never realised that such a little thing would make such a big splash!
I'm going to have to sort myself out now, get my hands dirty and do some proper work, figure out a small enough price that is big enough to make a small enough profit and set up a small shop. It feels good to do something creative again. It's a nice feeling, so it is.
And ideas would be welcome. And those of you who commented saying you would like one will be top of my list when I'm ready to go. If you still want one then... or two...
I don't have the resources at the moment to buy chains. So I was thinking of just selling the tags, as many letters as needed, around 5mm wide and 2.5 - 3cm long depending on the number of letters in the name or maybe words (faith, love, courage, etc) and I've just sent for some number stamps so some numbers too if anyone wanted a date. So you get to fill your necklace with as many tags as you want, with whatever combination of words and/or numbers as you want. I know it's all been done before, but not by me and certainly not with such rock bottom, supersaver discounts-for-friends prices as I'm hoping of thinking of promising!!! Well, I havent a clue really but will be doing much research over the next couple of weeks.
If it wasn't for losing George, if it wasn't the mean nastiness of my welcome back to work, if it wasn't for this overwhelming need to create something out of loss I wouldn't be doing this, even though making jewellery has been something I've wanted to get back into for years. It saddens me that it's taken all this to push me into doing something I love again.
Oops there goes the optimism again.