Every Day is a Promise!

Jewelry Hand-Crafted With You in Mind. That is what Every Day a Promise is all about. Creating lovely jewelry items that will be a delight to wear is my passion! Each piece is carefully made with great consideration given to style and wear. Why purchase commercial jewelry in the mall that everyone else is wearing when you can have something unique and hand-crafted? Make a statement with your style choices! Everything you see on my site is purchasable through my Etsy shop. I also do custom orders for weddings and other special occasions, and you can contact me here or on Etsy to make arrangements!

I am writing this blog in the hopes that it may, in some small way, help someone who is launching a small business, either on a local level or on the internet. While these observations are things that I have found to be true for me, I hold no degrees in marketing or business management. For professional support or legal advice I would urge anyone to seek out someone in your local area who has expertise and can advise you as to the correct approach you should take. This blog is merely my own observations based on my own limited business experience. I am loving every minute of it! I wish you great success in your future endeavors!
Sunday
Jun112017

Reruns

So, I am still dealing with the Horrible Back Debacle...Day 9. What have I learned in the last 9 days? Hmmmm... Well for starters I learned how NOT to weed the garden. Come to find out, if you lean into things, even if you are sitting on something to make it easier, you still can ruin your back and strain the muscles. Who knew?! The precautions I took may very well have been the reason I am still a mess!

So I spoke with the doctor. He told me that, if I had weeded things on my hands and knees, my back would have been fine! Hindsight is sure 20/20! I have slooowwwwlyyy been getting better over these last 9 days, but it's nowhere near fast enough for me! Meanwhile, the garden plants were outside waiting to be planted, and it was not looking good. I was inside, stuck on the couch with the ice and ibuprophen, watching reruns. Reruns of shows like Everybody Loves Raymond, Home Improvement, you get the picture. In spite of the very conservative eating plan I had put myself on in order to improve my overall health, I could feel my "horizons" widening and nothing was getting done. Time to make some drastic decisions!

The drastic decision came yesterday, day 8 into Pain City. I put on a back brace, loaded up on ibuprophen, and headed back to the flower bed. I followed the doctor's instructions to a T. I got down on my hands and knees (no easy deal there), and finished the weeding. I went out back and had my husband put potting soil on the picnic table along with planter boxes and plants, and I stood there and planted all 3 boxes, careful to keep my back as straight as possible. I had my husband (he's a really great guy!) put the bags of mulch in the wheelbarrow and I figured out how to spread it with the shovel without re-injuring my still-sore back. In between all these things I came into the house, sat on the ice, and watched some more reruns!

After dinner I went out once more, and weeded around our little pond, mulched, and planted what I had for there, and then I felt a bunch better. Oh, my BACK didn't feel particularly better, but I was no longer feeling awful about those plants and weeds. Also there is a great and wonderfully liberating feeling from having victory over the very weeds in the flower bed that caused my problem to begin with!

Reruns! Gah! One can only take so much of those! I have spent Day 9 recovering from the over-the-top back stress from Day 8, but actually it seems to have helped somewhat! Today i was able to go to church, go out to lunch, and I actually walked an entire mile (in stages)! It wasn't about what I couldn't do, it was about what I COULD do if I followed professional advice. That's what I learned in this time period. Do things, but find out how to do them correctly. Otherwise you could be stuck on the couch in your livingroom with ice and ibuprophen, watching reruns!

Tuesday
Jun062017

Against all Odds

Every day I find something to challenge myself with. The question is, do I try to take the easy way out, which avoids dealing with something, or do I do my utmost to find a way through it and make it work? Well, I spent way too much time in the past finding a way out, but now I am determined to go THROUGH. Pretty much when one's back is out, one is sidelined from doing an unbelievable number of every day things, but this time I have been slowly finding ways to get some things done...

I inherited this beautiful wood cane that used to belong to my dad. He was a man who had chronic back issues, (and some war wounds as well) yet, for 20 years he delivered mail for the US Postal Service on a rural route driving 40+ miles every day, 5 days a week, in a station wagon. He managed to do this sitting in the center of the front seat, pressing the pedals with his left foot while steering with his left hand and stuffing mailboxes out the passenger window with his right hand. All 4 seasons, in every weather condition, my dad was out there. He had a family to support, and even though his back was a big issue, he continued to go out there and sort, load, drive, and deliver the mail to his customers way out in the country. I remember the ambulance people carrying him out of the house one Easter Sunday on a stretcher because he could not get out of bed. This was a man who, not only did his job faithfully, but did his own home maintenance whenever possible, and built me a pole barn for my horses, for which he helped get hay, and carry water, and worked an extra job driving school bus for extra cash to help pay to maintain those horses.

I have used my dad's cane for the last 4 days nearly non-stop. It's the only thing that kept me even a bit mobile. Thinking on it now, I realize that my dad could have used his back issues to get out of a ton of work. He could have begged off on me having horses, and avoided lots of efforts just doing that, but he didn't. In fact, my dad continued to do his job until, in his early 60s, his back got so bad that the doctor told him he had a choice between delivering mail or ever walking again, because his back had deteriorated to that point. He was then FORCED to retire on disability. He continued to be active into his 80s, he just adapted what he did so that he gave his back a well-deserved break.

I have found ways to overcome my immobility. That cane has found several uses, including (but not limited to) getting me out of bed and off the couch, pulling out and pushing in the dishwasher trays, picking up blankets etc off the floor, counting with my baby granddaughter, moving things closer or farther away, and much more. I have found ways to do things. My back is recovering and soon I won't need Daddy's cane, hopefully for a long while. But now it is pushing me in a new direction.

My business needs some serious boosting. I need an on line marketing strategy. Locally things are ok when I do shows, but I want to sell year-round. Jewelry is a difficult market to break into. The competition is ridiculous. I could give up. Or I could push through. I am my daddy's daughter. I am looking at that cane and I am just going to push through. No excuses. It looks like a successful year-round internet business isn't possible for a little home-based bead weaver, but I am about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime exploring how to do this and getting it up and running. Here I go, against all odds!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Monday
Jun052017

"Out of Order"

Oops! Hello from Couch Slug City! I managed to put my back out...again... It happens. Ain't nobody got time for this! (I fell at work right before I retired, and my back has been an issue off and on ever since then). If you have back problems, then you know how finicky they can be. You are just doing normal things and then you move exactly the right way at exactly the wrong time and bam! It's gone. Pain and immobility to follow until it recovers. So, 3 full days ago that happened. This is not a "poor me" blog by any means. In fact, people have been praying for me pretty steadily since I let it be known that this happened, and I can feel those prayers.

I am a firm believer in the power of prayer. I have been touched by God many times in my life and whenever I have something like this crop up, I start to get excited because I know that God is about to do something amazing! Well, today I did some things toward recovering that over the weekend would not have been possible. It was a big effort but tonight I am slowly regaining some mobility, and for that I am extremely grateful!

My sweety honey Tim walked with me up the road a short distance this evening. Sitting on my ever-widening horizons on the couch is a very bad idea when my back is out. Things tend to get pretty achy and muscles (or in my case, lack thereof) tend to tighten up and then everything just hurts. I am so happy we went up the road. Tim is a fast walker. He was quite wonderful about slowing down for me. Power walking is not a good idea right now. What is power walking for me is normal speed for Tim though! We only went maybe 1/4 mile round trip tonight, but that's a huge improvement for me! Yippee! I saw something besides my living room today!

So what am I doing while I am sitting here? Well, the doctor has given me certain medications to deal with these flare-ups that tend to make me a bit woozy, so no work has been accomplished during this time, sadly. I am not a fan of being woozy, and one can only watch so much on Netflix, so I am happy to be starting to back down on the medications as I get better. Prayers are continuing, my friends are very faithful prayer warriors. Their prayers hold me up when I can't hold myself up. The greatest physician of all is The Great Physician!

Today Tim helped me watch our little grand daughter, who is 21 months old and busy, busy, busy. Even she realized that something was going on with Grammy, and was so very good all day. With Tim's help, she was able to come, since I knew that I couldn't pick her up and needed help all day. Tomorrow he will help me again as she returns for her usual Tuesday at Grammy's while mommy works. It's great to have her here. I get younger! After all, we color and play with blocks and read stories and point at all the things, and watch Sesame Street! Yup, it's the ticket to youth!

I am about to lay on the floor on some special pillows I got from the chiropractor. Before you think he's a quack, let me assure you that my chiro has, more than once, rescued me from the worst back pain. Unfortunately he is not allowed to treat my back under the current workmens comp laws, and since I fell at work, that's what my back is covered by. However, back when he COULD treat me, he taught me a great deal about exercises and things I can do to remediate my back and strengthen it. Mayhaps I should do those exercises often, since they could make these flare-ups even more rare. I am bad about consistency with them. Duh! I need to get on this!

So, this crazy rambling has been brought to you by someone who is temporarily sidelined, but is inching her way back through sheer determination and a whole bunch of faith in the healing power of prayer. Take heart if you are sadly in this boat with me... never say die! We will not think of what we can't do, but will think instead on what we CAN do! Pretty soon the sign we are wearing will say "Look out World!" instead of "Out of Order!"