Me: Age 16- I often got asked:
“What do you want to study when you go to college? ” An Interior Designer was the answer…. Side eyes….from mom…
Mom: ” Don’t you think you should do something more practical?” Me: “Like what?” Mom: “Take Math, English, Science?” Me: “I guess.”
Me: Age 17- Wondering what it’s like to go in the Air Force? Do they have Interior Design there? I went to see a recruiter…that was all she wrote.
Mom: ” So you’re not going to go to Southern Illinois University?” Me: “No, it’s not practical.”
Me: Age 24- Forgot all about the interior design thing, went back to school, got a degree in Speech Communications, something practical, oh and easy for me to get through college wise. Got a job as a supervisor at the cable company. Now married, small baby and in the Air Force Reserves, itching to make something. Saw a chenille bear that someone else got as a gift, scouted out the store that sold the chenille, couldn’t find it, made a madame teddy bear instead. Sold it as soon as I saw it. Had orders for 7 more bears the next day. Hmmm… might be on to something.
Mom: ” Bears? Strumpet bears at that?” Watch that baby, she’s chewing on those ribbons. ”
- “Strumpet Bear”
Me: Age 25- Someone asks ” Can you make a bear inside a basket?” Me: “No, I’ve never done that, but I guess I could?” My friend suggested that I just make baskets. The next thing I knew, baskets for everything, nice ones, naughty ones, Easter ones, Mother’s Day, baskets and more baskets.
Mom-: Baskets? Me: Yeah, baskets.
Me: Age 28- ” I think I want to go to nursing school. Mom: ” That sounds GREAT!!!” Me: Naaaaa. I already have a degree. Mom: “Sigh.”
Me: Age 30- ” Making decorative floral brooms for my team for gifts. ” Mom’ That’s nice baby.” Took one of the brooms to Martha’s Crib and she asked me if I wanted to consign them. I agreed, and so I was making lots of brooms, gold brooms, blue brooms, fancy brooms,etc. My friend Lois said: Oh my I have such great ideas for you… she insisted that I make something for her her. I did and I named them after her. The owner of Martha’s Cribs told me: I need you to make me an arrangement. Me: “I can’t. ” Her: “Why Not?” Me: I’ve NEVER done that… a bear, basket and a broom is one thing, but an arrangement?” But I put my best foot forward. I made her a swag instead cause it was like a broom anyway. Showed to the gals at the job: Offer for a home party and 200.00 in orders for floral pieces.
Mom: “What are you doing?” Me: ” I got to go to the floral supply store and fill these flower orders!” Mom: “Flowers? ” Me: “Yes, I have 2 more parties booked and I have to make all these arrangements. I took pictures of the things and I had designed this full fledged home party floral design system, until I think a few cancelled on the party. Mom: Oh My I just REALIZED… she looked at me strangely. Me: “What? ”
Mom: “This is a form of that Interior Design” Me: This? Mom: “Yes”, you are really an interior designer and it keeps coming out!. That’s what you really wanted to do, and I kept telling you to be practical, and you keep expressing it some way.” Me: “I don’t think so Ma.”
Me: Age 31- “I think I want to go to nursing school, but I was looking at the catalog and those classes are held during the day, I can’t work and do that Mom. Mom: “Go ahead, when you get there, I’ll help you.”
Me: Age 32- ” I’m not going to nursing school, it’s too much going to work and thinking of that, besides, I already have a decent job and education. I’m tired of school I told her. Mom: “Sigh.”
Me: Age 32- ” I can’t believe my mom is not here with me anymore.” No crafting
Me: Age 33- Still in the Air Force Reserves 16 years, new job, new life, crazy life full of grief, sorrow. No crafting…
Me: Age 34- Layoff of new job, life still crazy, father died…. Opened up finally: Voila… a gift shop selling, baskets, bears, dolls, and other things. Every day off to the shop in total bliss, eating ice cream with my daughter. Mom would love this. Hustling was a joy, craft shows, beauty shops, now this is the life. New baby on the way…. a little too soon, had to close the store down, stay on complete bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy.
Me: Age 35- I’m going to nursing school. New baby, no crafting…
Me: Age 36- Telephone: Sgt is that you? Me: It’s Me…Telephone: I need to read you a statement: “You are hereby ordered to active duty to serve in Operation Enduring Freedom. Me: Silence. Telephone: “Sgt? I’ll see you in 72 hours.Crafts? Really?
Me: Age 39- Passed NCLEX Boards- Packed up crafts and moved to Georgia. I’m sure they craft in Georgia? Making new things, dolls from aluminum foil…. Me: Age 44- Back to School- Not enough credentials in job- Put crafts down. Retired from Air Force 22 years was enough for me.
Me: Age 45- Back to School Again- Maybe I should teach nursing- Crafts down.
Me: Enough is enough, tomorrow is not promised…. time to get back to crafting…. BACK INTO THE PASSION SWING…. who is going to help me clean that ridiculous craft room out?