| Down the Beaded Path (continued)- I became addicted to the creative process as a child and never looked back. My creativity has been my drug of choice and constant companion all my life.I love tapping into that energy whenever and wherever I can. I have always been the kind of person who gets bored easily and have learned to combat that by leaving myself open to following my Muse. I'll go back to the story now, when I mentioned his suggestion to my friend Karen and she was as intrigued as I was. We decided it was time to go on a little road trip and explore other Bead Stores. There was a larger store in a nearby town so after feeding ourselves, in we went and "the rest", as they say "is history!". As I wondered through this store my mind began to fill with visions of necklaces I could create using these beads,WOW. I bought some of the beads I was inspire to use for my first necklaces and anxiously sat through what had to be one of the longest rides home in history. I made 3 necklaces and couldn't wait to share them, so off they went with me to a Doctor's appointment and stayed there. When the receptionist asked about the pretty necklace I had on, I told her about my new hobby and showed her the other two (yes, I had them with me). She asked if they could look at them while I saw the Doctor and asked how much them were? I was taken aback by the question, I had never considered selling them. So, like lots of other beginners I gave a price that was too low, $10 and went in to see the Doctor. When I came out she gave me $30.00. "What's this for?" I asked. "The necklaces" She laughed. After I got my mouth off the floor, I said "Thank you" and floated out of there. I had never made anything and sold it before, what a rush. I still get that same feeling when I sell a piece. |