Ok, so for years I have figured that I have managed to avoid the OCD tendencies that run rampant in my family. I have siblings who obsess about their appearance, how clean their homes are, is there a scuff on the kitchen floor, is every i dotted... My house is always 'lived in' , I gained weight and let my hair get gray at times... let's face it, perfection I am not!
So who thought that deciding to participate in The Little Black Boxes for October would turn out to be anything but fun? I love making jewelry, so what was the problem?
I started out in September making a few pair of earrings a day. I figured I would send an assortment of 50 pair to Kim and that would be pretty darn good. Well as September grew to a close, I thought maybe 100 pair would be better. So I came up with a cute little design for wire wrapped ear studs that I could still afford to make. With practice, (which you DO get when making 50 pair of anything) I got my speed up and decided to go for broke and make another 100 pair!
And then, it wasn't done when I finished producing. No, I needed to come up with cute packaging and promos for this... which involved punching 2 holes in each of 200 business cards and then bagging them and putting TWIST ties on 200 bags! LOL
You know how when you hike , the excitement gets your endorphins going and you don't feel the pain til a day or two later? Well the same process comes into play when you are maniacally making ear studs. I got all 150 pr of these made in just a couple days, but my hands and right fore arm were at once painful and somehow numb. It took a couple days before I could actually sense feeling anything with my fingertips! The pads on my forefingers and thumbs were actually bruised! My wrists screamed when I tried to pick the soup pot up off the stove...
So out came the advil and out came the microwaveable hand spa and there was paraffin treatments on the hour for 2 days!
Well enough said, I will save the next 1000 words and show you some pictures.
200 pair of earrings packaged and sitting on my big enough for a 6 footer and his honey loveseat.
Below, a sampling of what I sent in its (I think) adorable packages
Well I think it is time for my next dose of advil to quell the pain!
