There are very few things that I can do for eight hours at a
time and not get bored. But for some magical reason I can spend 8 hours sanding and
be disappointed that I need to stop, shower, and, you know, be social on a
Saturday night. I have the hardest time dragging my butt out of bed in the
morning, but the prospect of snagging a great piece of furniture at a yard sale
will get me moving.
I’ve always maintained that I will not be the person who
spends 40+ hours of my week in a job in which I'm not content. I know that’s a
huge departure from many mindsets, and that it’s a little entitled—many
people don’t have an option and do what they can to put food on the table, and
I respect that. But it just seems to me
that if I can somehow do something that I love instead, I should do everything
to make that happen. And I should do it while I’m young, before I have a family
and my priorities change. And keeping a family in mind, I should set myself up
with something that could allow me to work and do something I love even when I
do have a family.
No, I’m not quitting my job. No, I’m not going back to
school to pursue a dream career. I don’t even know what that would be at this
point. I do know this: I am completely happy when I am acquiring, fixing,
refinishing, and painting furniture. I am so, so, so content to make things. So
happy that I had this conversation with the boy, who had a (very good looking,
ladies) friend coming to town on Friday:
Me: Soooo…what are you guys doing tonight?
Boy: Not sure, picking up [good looking friend], getting
some dinner, and then probably going out.
Me: So you guys probably want to have a guys’ night, right?
Because you can totally have a guys’ night if you want to have a guys’ night. I
know you haven’t seen each other in a while.
Boy: Uh, yeah maybe. Did you want to go out this weekend?
Me: Uh yeah, sure, I just, you know, wanted to give you guys
some time together tonight because I figured you would want a guys’ night and
then maybe I’ll see you tomorrow night after my brother’s play.
Boy: What are your plans for tonight?
Me: Well…I was kind of going to sew some curtains.
Hi, my name is Sarah, I am almost 25 years old, and I want
to rush home from work on a Friday night so that I can start a project. It’s a
good thing I already have a bf, because I think my chances of picking up a new
stud muffin would be pretty low if I continue along this trajectory.
My bf is sweet. When I go home after work and debate between
going to the gym and painting furniture, he tell me,“do what makes you happy.”
That is almost always furniture/crafting/sewing (which I reason burns some calories and has me
in some very muscle-straining positions sometimes anyway). His advice makes me
more aware of what I enjoy doing, and prevents me from feeling guilty about
letting the floor of my room become overgrown with dirty clothes and my letting
my butt get a little bit bigger.
When friends
from college ask me what my plans (for life?) are, I don't generally have an answer. I saw an old friend last fall and told him that I didn’t quite know what I wanted to do with my life, and that I had some ideas but
didn’t know how to pursue them and blah blah and I was being mega wishy-washy
about it. And he wasn't having my wishy-washiness and told me that I could do a lot, I just needed to be more
confident in myself. I knew he was right.
This blog has helped me gain more confidence. The wonderfully positive comments on my projects, which have
been featured on other sites, made me think, “Hey, I might actually be
good at this.” I’m participating in a community of bloggers and furniture people, which makes me
feel more professional too. I am by no means an expert, but when friends ask me how to refinish something, I find myself spouting off tons of information to them.
About two weeks ago I came across some information about the
Lucketts Spring Market.
Lucketts is a really cool “Vintage Hip” store near
Leesburg that sells antique furniture from the likes of
Miss Mustard Seed and
other people who I unfortunately don’t know. I highly recommend a visit if you haven't been there already. Anyway, Lucketts was selling booths for their
spring market for $75 apiece, first come, first served. I decided on a whim to
fill out the application and mail in my check, thinking that they were probably
full of vendors already, but who knows? Friday night, while I was sewing my
curtains, my roommate said, “Oh yeah, there’s this big envelope for you that
came in the mail.” It was from Lucketts; I’m in! Mark your calendars to come see me at Lucketts on May 19th and 20th!
I have a little under three months to do enough furniture to
fill a 10x10 booth and--oh yes--prep for all the businessy stuff that comes
along with it. It feels amazing. Finally, for the first time since I was in
college, I am working towards a concrete goal. I'm also taking a risk on
myself, which I haven’t really done in a while either.
I don’t know if this is the beginning of a selling-furniture
on the side thing, whether I could turn it into a full-time gig, or where my
career is going. But I know that at least I’m taking a professional step into
doing something that makes me incredibly happy, and that’s worth something,
right?
Have any of you sold at the Lucketts Spring Market before?
Any tips? Does anyone have a 10x10 tent they need to get rid of? I better stop
writing. I have SO much work to do.