Showing posts with label ramblings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ramblings. Show all posts

2.23.2011

numbers

Some numbers that are floating around in my head today...

The kids just completed their 100th days of school, such a great milestone!


I looked at my calendar and it dawned on me- my munchkins are turning 6 in less than 3 months! 
2 things they want for their birthday; cupcakes and bouncy house, which I think is the perfect combo.

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The shop reached more than 10,000 hearts this month! so much love!


Speaking of love I can't believe I have been doing this Etsy gig for almost 3 years now (will be 3 years in April)... and I still LOVE it so; every minute of it, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week!  I live and breathe Etsy, can you tell?

5 years ago we moved into this house, the longest I have ever stayed put in a place for the last 20 years.  Where all 2,000 sq ft of it now houses hundreds of my junks ahem "treasures",  kidding, only a thousand of it the rest is our living space (hubby thinks).  A place where many wonderful memories, growth and incredible milestones were made.

and this makes my 367th blogpost :-)

5.29.2009

blog? what blog?

Since I haven't written anything for more than a week, all I can say is this is the direct effect of signing up with Twitter, you sort of forget that you have a blog to update, and forget the slew of other networking sites you have to tend to, which explains this flatliner on my GA account.


To my faithful three readers, I'll be back soon with more meaningful updates and sneek peaks I promise, so keep checking.


Happy Friday!

3.10.2009

a day in a life of an etsy shop owner (work-at-home-mom)

9:00 Wake up, hit snooze button within two rings to avoid waking up the kids. (yes I own an alarm clock and use it from Monday thru Thurdays, which are kids school days)

9:01 Lay in bed, think of what to feed the kids for breakfast.

9:02 Go back to sleep, kids will wake me up eventually.

9:30 Wake up suddenly to realize I didn’t hit the snooze button, I turned it off. Kids are still sleeping.

9:32 Go to the kitchen and make a pot of coffee.

9:40 Go downstairs to the basement office, check Etsy shop, read emails while having coffee, hoping kids will sleep for another half hour.

9:45 Kids are awake, can hear their little footsteps walking downstairs to look for me.


9: 46 Go upstairs to the kitchen, put PBS cartoon on so I can get some breakfast ready.

Realized were out of bread or tortilla, but there’s still half gallon of milk.

Tell kids we’re having coco puffs for breakfast. Kids jumps in excitement.

9:49 – 10:20 Breakfast. Chaos in the kitchen.

Meals usually consist of crying over spilt juice/milk/water.


Screaming for MORE CEREAL/JUICE/MILK/BREAD/ETC!!!!


Questions (more like demands) such as WHERE’S MY DORA CUP???!!! WHERE’S MY DIEGO PLATE?????!!!!! WHERE'S MY RED CUP, BLUE CUP????!!!!

10:20 Finish breakfast. Will do the dishes later.

10:30 Get kids ready for school.


Endless pleas to put their shirt, pants, socks, shoes, jackets on already.

11:30 Get the kids to the car. Endless pleas to get them to sit on their car seat already and quit trying to get in front of the steering wheel.

11:45 Drop kids to school. Sudden sense of freedom and bliss.

11:50 Stop by favorite thrift store.

12:15 Run series of errands, ie. grocery shopping, bank deposits, return books at the library, Fedex, post office.

1:30 Rush home to photograph some items.

2:30 Upload photos, while checking and answering emails, filling orders, finding just the right boxes in the garage and packaging items to ship.

3:10 Pick up kids from school.

3:30 Go home for snack, check Etsy and emails.

Plan something for dinner.

4:45 Take kids to swimming lesson.

5:40 Go home and prepare dinner.

7:04 Dinner time, as usual chaos in the kitchen table. Wondering when will we ever experience another quiet, enjoyable, peaceful dinner.

7:47 Finished dinner, will do dishes later.

8:00 Do some arts and crafts/practice writing/colouring/ painting/reading books.

Will intermittently open laptop to check etsy and email.

9:10 – 9:45 Kids bath time.

10:00 Get kids ready for bed. Read books.

10:30 They’re finally asleep. Freedom!

10:38 Do dishes, clean up kitchen.


11:10 Take a quick shower. Mental note to buy a new shower liner on my next Target run.

11:40 Edit photos taken earlier today, research items, list, relist, answer emails/convos, package sold items.

Read blogs.


Open mails.

Pay some bills.

Write something on my blog.

Read Etsy forum; window shop on favorite etsy shops.

Read some more blogs.

Suddenly realizing a good two and a half hours was spent just reading blogs.

4:01 A.M. Vow to do the taxes tomorrow night.

4:06 A.M. Turn the ringer off, go to bed.

3.03.2009

dreaming of vintage

I live, breath and dream of vintage it seems. Like literally dreaming my vintage items at night when I go to bed. For intance the other night, I had a very vivid dream of an old framed photo which I bought long time ago but just didn’t have time to list it yet, and this pink ice cream scooper of all things. You know how dreams seemed so real but does not make sense at all once you awake? I really didn’t remember what the dream was about but these two things was stuck in my head all day long. Creepy.

Talking about bizzare happening, another kind of odd thing that happened lately was that one of the vintage purse I sold back in December 2008 came back as returned shipment just last week. The international buyer had already left me a positive feedback couple of weeks after I shipped the bag which was back in December also. So I figured, she got the item in satisfactory condition and that she was satisfied with the transaction therefore the positive feedback. So why would she return it? I am puzzled and I did emailed her about it but no reply. I don’t know maybe she didn’t really like the purse, but why didn’t she say so, and asked for a refund, or maybe give it away to her friend or sister; why go through all the trouble (paying international shipping) of sending it back to me without any explaination?! Weird!