I think I have a moment to sit back and reflect. If truth be told, late Nov -Feb were very hectic months for me. Major gift giving seasons. And as my first year in business, I was terrified and excited all at once.
Sleep was like a precious memory that you could never get enough of, always trying to recapture it. While spending time with friends/family became something to feel guilty about. Kind of like a little voice yelling ‘What are you doing out of the office, get back in there now! You have SO much to do!’
It didn’t help that as an artist who hand makes each and every piece, I also worry over every single parcel sent out. I don’t feel at ease until I know that they’ve arrived at their destinations safe and sound.
I wish I could say I was exaggerating, when I tell you that I had nightmares of missing deadlines. Or dreams where I was literally going through the exact motions of creating an outfit or accessory. Countless dreams where anything that could go wrong, did go wrong. And more times then not, I woke up even more tired then when I laid down. It was hard.
But… somehow… I survived.
Somehow without my meaning to or even noticing, I still found time for loved ones. I still continued to work on myself (lost 38lbs, 42 more to go!) through healthy life style changes. Still thanked the Divine for sending so many blessings my way. And those orders that I fretted over were still sent out, lovingly on time.
It’s scary being your own boss, especially around the holiday seasons, because you know that everything falls on your shoulders. Everything. But the satisfaction I get when hearing from someone who received one of my pieces…that one moment makes all of the stress disappear and I feel newly excited all over again.