I’m tired and sleepy after pizza and wine so I really don’t want to sit down at this computer and write another post. Why everyday??? Why?!
And yet, there does seem to be some part of me that has a teeny-tiny bit of indomitable willpower and that part of me has me here now, however reluctantly.
Apparently you guys like it when I share honest thoughts and feelings – no idea why, something to do with me being relatable but how anyone understands my weird inner world beats me – I can’t even understand it half the time. Anywho I thought I’d share something I’ve noticed lately.
As a lot of you might know, I help my hubby run his jewellery business Caraliza Designs. I do it for a few important reasons.
- I love our jewellery; I think it’s gorgeous and I love that it’s high quality and skillfully handmade and that I get to wear quite a lot of it (‘modelling’ purposes you know…)
- I love my husband; I think he’s gorgeous and I love that he’s high quality and well, not quite handmade… but definitely skillfully made and if I don’t get to wear him exactly, I get lots of snuggles.
- Last thing is that I enjoy the challenge of running this business, of being my own boss and the satisfaction of our hard-earned successes.
However I have no prior knowledge or experience of working with jewellery, of design or fashion, of branding or marketing, of photography or social media, of website design or any of the other myriad challenges involved in running this business of ours. Nor does my husband (aside from working with jewellery).
Regardless, I still believe that we can and should be up on a par with many of the established, top-selling, professional other businesses out there and so set about comparing and contrasting our somewhat beginner-ish efforts with their far more sophisticated and advanced accomplishments.
I’m the baby learning to walk staring enviously at the five year old winning races in school (if babies were the envious types which I gather they’re not).
So I guess I’m trying to remind myself – and you guys if you need it – that it’s good to take stock of the progress you’ve made and stop scrolling through Instagram comparing your learner-efforts to the glamorous professionals. It only leads to feeling disheartened and depressed.
Of course, you may not be the complete nut-job I am – it’s highly likely – and so not need reminding at all. But I guess I did.
Right, I’m way over my daily quota and ready to be a total couch-potato and slip into a food-induced coma.
The joy of pizza.
Ciao darlings!
Lizzie xxx