So I've been spending my days playing with my new gadgets and tools. Not many, I'll grant you that. I simply will not allow myself to become so overwhelmed with inventory, that I won't be able to find what I need. So I purchased a little light box, a cheap paper trimmer, and a few more rubber stamps (but only when they're on sale at 50% off). It was bound to happen, you see. Only because several months ago, last year actually, a scrapbook hobby store went out of business. When I saw the signs that everything was 75% off, I became curious and decided to check it out. I even posted about it here. I bought a few things, but then a few days later the final discount came down to 90% off. By then not much was left, but I was able to purchase some papers and ink pads. I saved my little toys, thinking what if someday I get bitten by the 'paper' bug. Mind you, back then I was SO not into scrapping. I had no interest in it whatsoever. But being a woman with a healthy nesting instinct, I just could not pass up such a wonderful opportunity to stockpile items for the "what if's" in life.
And that's precisely what happened. I've been making a few (a very few) cards and tags. I do it because it's fun, and it's an outlet for creativity. I am certainly having fun with it. I know about Etsy and Ebay, and how people like to turn their hobbies into little business ventures. But I'm just not there yet. I could also do it with my love of aprons, and it's something I've thought about, but I'm not exactly chomping at the bit. I'll just take it slow and easy, and see where this takes me.
I think that for me, it's all about learning new things. I suppose I'm still searching for my 'calling'....for my true vocation. Who would've thought that at 51 years of age, I'd still be growing up.












