Earlier this evening, I posted a blog entry that contained a lot of frustration--with customers, with life's realities, with life in general. Thank goodness I thought better of it after 5 minutes (or so) and came back and deleted the entry. That is not to say that next week or next month, I won't make a post with the same grievances. But I will do it with a different tone and attitude. Not poor me or cruel world, but this is the way it is. We'll see how well I do with the rewrite.
Instead, I want to emphasize my positives. Yesterday, I had as a customer a young man who is about 8 years old (I don't want to insult him). He's a member of a greater needlepoint family, aunts and cousins. Several of his cousins and one aunt were with him selecting needlepoint. He selected his canvas and had definite opinions about the color selection to stitch it. He met me at the door this morning when I arrived to open Needle Nicely. He needed several colors that were ignored yesterday. And throughout both processes, he was so wonderfully polite and interested. How great is that!
My mailman came in today with another quiz about the shipper of the box of canvases he was delivering. It's the new home of Treglown Designs in New Mexico (I am blanking now, but I think Rio Robles). How marvelous to live somewhere that the mailman deals with you as a person and not just an entity where he must drop mail.
My stitching is evolving slowly. I've been finishing a Pischke Pocket for a customer at the shop all the while I'm stitching the black background of a customer's Christmas stocking. All while trying to finish the poinciana tree's French knots. I hope within the next week I'll have a photograph of the finished poinciana tree. Please cross your fingers with me. And I have already started the next project. Photograph within the next week, I promise.
Repeat after me, life is good, things are looking better, we will survive and be better. No more downers.