Personal Metaphors

June 25th, 2009

08:04 pm - It would be S.E.X., except now I have to call it "Inventory."
It was, however, multi-orgasmic. I am serious.

I woke up this morning wondering what I was going to do about acquiring inventory. I have these nifty-neato business cards (thank you

dancing_ashes!) and fliers ready to hand out to the curious, but no inventory! Also very little/no money to order any until the first week of July at the earliest. It was a puzzle, but I was not particularly worried or stressed about it. I probably kinda' should've been, but I just really wasn't. I wanted to get my cards and some fliers up to the cashier at Trinidad Market this morning and maybe check in with Ellen, so I jumped in my car and trundled up to Trinidad.

Dee is a very sweet lady, she just said "Oh we'll hand out your cards, no problem -- when you get your inventory in, just let me know and we'll put your information up on the marquee." Sweet!

Ellen wasn't home and I'd left my Blackberry at my home (proof it is not physically attached to my person in spite of the base rumors that circulate) so I swung back by the house to pick it up. I decided on the spur of the moment really to head down to Handmade Memories for some network/stitchy/fun gossip time with other crafter ladies. =)

Janice, the owner, is a really nice lady too. She's got my cards in her shop and I was talking about not having any inventory at the moment and she said "Oh! I know where you have to go! And you have to go right now!" Apparently a local elderly lady had grown too feeble to live alone anymore, so her daughter came out from the East Coast. They packed up what she wanted and returned there, leaving a house (a life, really) full of stuff to be sold off. This woman was a crafter and apparently had achieved SABLE (Stash Acquisition Beyond Life Expectancy) several times over; she not only cross stitched but also knitted, crocheted, and macrame'd. Among other hobbies, too many to count really.

Long story short: Yes, there was inventory to be acquired there, and at yard sale prices. I spent about $50 on stuff and walked out with hundreds and hundreds of dollars worth of sale-able stuffs -- yummy fabrics and charts, mostly. A couple of scroll frames, some hoops, a couple of pairs of snips... I'll be returning on Saturday, assuming I can score some more cash before then, to make the woman who was in charge of the sale an offer on whatever's left, in bulk. I don't really think I can go wrong with this -- some of the charts are older, there are dozens and dozens of magazines that are long out of print. There are hardbound books I would have loved to have gotten and will on Saturday if they're there. There were also ziploc bags and boxes full of embroidery flosses -- I thought they were a bit overpriced really, but if there are any left on Saturday they'll be included in my bulk offer, for sure.

In short -- at the end of a day when I didn't know where my inventory was coming from, I find myself in possession of a respectable start on inventory acquisition! :) And I'm so excited, like a kid on Christmas Eve. I can hardly sit still!
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