My husband would tell you that I’m a grade-A, professional flip-flopper. I am an expert at it. HGTV should call me to host a show called Flip-Flopping, but it wouldn’t have anything to do with home renovation. I have the ability to completely convince myself of one decision and then strategically convince every single person in my life why that it the BEST decision. Within a few short hours, days, or even weeks, I flip. I do a complete 180 and start the process all over again.
Originally I wasn’t going to open an Etsy shop. I loved the idea of selling locally. I wanted to see my creations in a sweet little boutique in my quaint downtown. I even went so far as to contact the owner, meet with her, and come up with a plan to consign my animals. I was absolutely convinced that this was the best option for me and then for two months I worked toward that goal.
One conversation planted the seed for my ultimate flip-flop. An accomplished knitter and crocheter named Julie revealed a horrific story to me after I shared my plans. She told of a time when she did the same thing but with a beautiful shawl. Julie returned to the shop only to find her beloved shawl crumpled on the floor with food and makeup stains on it. At that point the shawl, which had taken countless hours to make, was unsellable. Hearing her story was like watching a horror film and not expecting the predictable ending! I had never once thought about that being a possibility. From that day forward I couldn’t stop seeing my animals covered in jelly and lipstick!
That was the fulcrum point of my flip-flop. Jelly! Lipstick!! Oh, I can’t take it! My animals are precious to me. The planning, the materials, the hours upon hours crocheting, make them my babies. Not having that control is what ultimately did me in. I am officially an Etsy shopkeeper and I couldn’t be happier or more excited!!