A year has come and gone since the beginnings of Kelly & Co., so I thought now might be a good time to do some of the things I should have done quite a while ago. Get the social media house in order, actually write a few blog posts – those sorts of things.
So here goes! I do really enjoy the whole blog thing (as you CANNOT tell from my single post in the past year), because I really enjoy writing. Social media though, and socializing generally … not so fun for me. Social media might be worse than actual socializing. It’s like attending a mixer with strangers in a dark and awkward vacuum, and you never know what everyone’s really thinking.
I’m a rather antisocial sort, so I’m a pretty big fan of self-employment. My husband often asks if I get lonely working at home, alone in the woods all day, and I give him the same answer every time, “Nope.” He’s a much more social guy, and even after 24 years of marriage (19 of which I’ve worked from home), he still can’t imagine that I don’t get lonely.
This year though, I got out of the shop quite a bit, and spent many hours meeting many wonderful people at many, many handmade events. And, shockingly, I liked it! It was exhausting, yes, but truly worthwhile and enjoyable. I loved connecting with other vendors, as well as the cool folks checking things out.
The happy result of all of that actual socializing is that posting on Instagram now feels less like whispering into an unknowable void, and more like sending a postcard. And while I’m much more comfortable with the cardstock reality of a postcard, I’m learning to appreciate my little virtual village.
So here’s to giving the new a chance, even if it’s a tad scary and you think you’re going to hate it!
So I thought I’d start the new year with a true confession – it turns out I have been in denial about the fact that I am a big-bag person. Until recently, during any bag related talk (which happens with surprising frequency) I would have said, “Oh, I just carry a small, kinda sporty bag.” And I would have been LYING. Because in the car, and in the mudroom, there were other bags. The roomy bags I relied on to tote the essential encumbrances of a rural existence. Living 45 minutes from anywhere means there are things you’ve got to bring along when you venture out of the hills. Snacks, extra layers, lots of water, a book or three. So I’d sling my tidy little bag over my shoulder, and stow one of the giant denial bags in the car, drawing from it as needed, like a closet smoker.
But then I designed a big bag. A bag I really loved the look, feel and features of, but felt I didn’t need, not being a big-bag person. When I made a small design change, there was one original version left, and I took it, because I liked it so much. And then I began using it. And suddenly my eyes were opened to the fact that it is the sort of bag I should have had on my shoulder all along! It holds water, layers, snacks and books, as well as the things I carried in my small bag – wallet, phone, lip balm, portable cutlery, notebook, pencil. As well as a bunch of other stuff if I feel like it! Recently, it’s successfully contained my winter coat, stocking stuffers for the whole family, and a few pieces of pottery, and below you can see it containing a fairly typical load (with room to spare!).
I feel lighter after my confession, even with my big bag on my shoulder. Happy New Year!