Working Towards My Goal

Another quiet Friday and that’s fine. I’ve been doing a lot to work towards getting more people through the door and it takes time for these things to produce positive results. I’ve had a few people stop in today and have had a couple of very small sales. One other person came in with a sewing project. Other than that, I’ve just been getting my usual stuff done and creating my new drop off list for my informational cards.

I am waiting for the Dickie shirts to show up so I can make actual mock ups to sell and more cards need to be distributed next week. After that, it’s time to think of more things to get people to walk through the door, or at least place an online or phone order. This format of journaling will probably be used to help me figure out the next step. It has been immensely helpful to put my feelings out there so I can move forward. I truly do appreciate all of those who have read my ramblings. It has been helpful.

With that in mind, I had a call from my son the other day. I know, I never talk about him, he does exist, he just doesn’t call that often. He is definitely a man of few words. Anyway, he has been very frustrated as well with his situation. He is an artist who is currently working at a soda distribution facility working far too many hours a week, like 60 hours a week all summer long. I understand his frustration with not getting to where you want to go and sometimes when we get so frustrated, we get stuck. We can’t seem to figure out how to get out of our horrible situation and it just continues to spiral. I was there three months ago and that is when I started this blog/journal. Since I have begun this, I have been feeling better. I see it in my writing and I feel like I can open my mind to new ideas to try. I’m putting my feelings on paper and it really does help.

Now, we did get into the public versus private journaling. My journal has been very public and I am somewhat careful with what and how I write. I have written some rough drafts that just are not worth publishing. They are extremely raw and no one needs to read those, not even me. Those are the ones that get typed up, read once, and then get written over. Those are the ones to process ALL the emotions, down to the really gritty anger. I think we have all done this to a certain extent. Whether it’s a journal entry, an email, or letter response to someone; you write one to get out all the really bad feelings and anger, then rewrite to be more coherent and respectful.

For my son, who has high functioning autism, I had to remind him of the two very different formats. He would have the tendency to blame others for his misfortunes instead of realizing the part he might play in those misfortunes. I hope he takes my advice and starts journaling his feelings and then starts to create journals that he can post on LinkedIn that might ‘draw’ attention to him as an artist. I think that would really help him expand his network and eventually get the type of job he would really want.

He will get there, just like all of us. It’s a matter of perseverance and support of the people that care about you.

With any luck, my story and struggles will help others. I will continue to share and will continue to thank you for your support.

            Until next time,

                        Have a Healthy Day