So, late this afternoon I went by the pottery studio to pick up the money I made in our holiday sale a couple of weeks ago. Â I had my last class for the year tonight, but hadn’t intended to stay, because I wasn’t feeling great. Â However, Kate, who runs the program, had asked me to bring some of my earrings and ornaments, because she still had a few more gifts to get, so I brought them along.
She gave me the cash from the sale (about what I expected Â to make) and then she bought a couple more pieces from me. Â More cash (yay!) Â Then I was sitting and chatting with a couple other people in the studio, and they wanted to take a look at my earrings too, so before I knew it, all of my earrings were spread across the table, and they had each bought a pair. Â Two more sales, thank you!
I figured that I’d at least stick around until Matt (my teacher) arrived, so I could wish him a happy holiday, and then before I knew it, the rest of my class was there and there was food and there was dessert and there was more looking at my jewelry and more sales were made. Â Somewhere in there, I started to feel better — not sure if it was the food or the company (or the cash), but I rallied. Â I ended the evening feeling pretty good. Â Belly full, mood lightened, and $100 more in my pocket than I’d even expected. Â Not a bad haul and not a bad way to spend a Friday evening.
Now, if I could just figure out how to make every day like this, I wouldn’t even have to look for a job. Â A girl can dream, can’t she?