Moneywise

So I've been thinking about trying to make and sell crafty things. This idea was spawned by the new sewing machine, which hasn't gotten here yet and for which I'm waiting impatiently. In fact, my great ideas have been keeping me up at nights. I tried to compensate by not having naps, which seems to be backfiring on me, as I sleep just as badly. Oh, right, there was a point to this, which was not to talk about my un-sleep habits.

The problem is, making things costs money, which I don't have a lot of. Well, I do, but it's mostly invested or in car format, and I like to have that to fall back on. So my newer plan is to get a job for now to fund my making stuff habit, and get my making stuff habit support me on the side. This gives me an outlet for my creative side, plus an excuse to buy awesome fabric. Like yesterday, when I went to Fabricland and bought the black fabric I needed to finish a christmas gift, and then bought 4 more kinds because they were purty. You'll be happy to know that I left about 300 other purty fabrics in the store. That's a pretty good ratio, isn't it?

AIEEEEE! (flaps hands frantically)

I'm so excited. Jay got me a sewing machine for my birthday! It does sewing and embroidery, and hooks up to the puter for embroidering designs, and it's all fancy. It was on Ebay for $550, but I'm pretty sure it's worth about $3000 or so. A Singer, and brand spanking new, baby. I'm all excited to get it now, I hope it comes soon. Then I won't have to fight as much with the quilt for Kerry and Lisette. And I have ideas and stuff! It's awesome (shrill Jaden squeak)!


Updated: Oh. I guess it wasn't a deal, we paid what it's worth. But it's still cool, and I'm still excited. I'll probably be somewhat less excited when it gets here and I have to pay tax and shipping and stuff. Oh well.

When you wish someone with a camera had been there

Dustin is coming up here this weekend to visit. He was supposed to get here last night, but he called and said on the way out of the city his muffler got a big hole and the noise was too much for him. On the way back to Saskatoon he had to make a set of earmuffs out of his toque with his mittens stuffed over the ears. Priceless.