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Cha-Ching

I hate having to stress about money. I'd say I hate money, but I really would love to have some more of it. I'd really love to not have to freak out the last week of every. damn. month. worrying if we will get paid in time for the mortgage to get paid; for groceries and gas to be purchased.

 

I know I have to make some changes. I also know that I chose to be at home due to a job that was killing me in every way, and that my husband and I choose to try and make working from home actually work. The problem is, we clearly aren't very good at it. We both have lots of ideas, sure, but not much follow-through.

 

I woke up this morning in a panic. I had nightmares about the show coming up because I'm stressing over my final images and getting them printed and framed in time. I have to order prints today or tomorrow and then, when drinking my coffee and realizing we were almost out and couldn't go grocery shopping yet, that meant I couldn't order prints yet either. I freaked. I whined online, of course. And people helped...emails, sympathy, and in two cases, some actual money donations (which WILL be passed on in karmic retribution when I am more stable)! I was humbled by that.

 

I'm always doing some juggling. But we have to take the dogs to a vet (we are taking them to the Pennsylvania SPCA which costs half of what the local vet would cost), I have to take the kid to a specialist, I have to order my prints and we have to, you know...eat! I am lucky in that my parents are not only around and incredibly supportive and loving, but also willing and able to help financially. I'm so tired of needing that, though.

 

This is no great fix, but we have had some things piling up that I wanted to list for sale on Craig's List (if you are not American and don't have this, then I'm ever so sorry, because it is awesome), so today I finally photographed everything and put up listings. It can only help. My daughter's ice hockey gear, which hasn't been used in 3 years, and a gorgeous soft leather motorcycle jacket an ex bought me who rode. I haven't worn it since he dumped me almost 6 years ago.

 

This photo is a closeup of the button on a vintage Chanel Boutique houndstooth coat that was my grandmother's. I have not listed it yet as I'm not sure what to sell it for...I feel awful selling it because it was hers, but it doesn't really fit me right (the sleeves are too short). When I tried to find some info online, I was blown away at seeing Chanel jackets and suits going for thousands of dollars! Is that possible?? They were used, too! And this has the original buttons and is in perfect condition. Anyone with insight, do tell...I am clueless when it comes to fashion and even more clueless when it comes to designer labels and what they mean.

 

So it is time to get more serious about finding new clients for myself; to get creative in what I offer with photography. I know my friend John is rolling his eyes at me right now, as he's been yelling at me for months to do just that.

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Uploaded on January 24, 2009
Taken on January 24, 2009