Selling My Wares

My daughter and I have an abundance of jewelry and supplies left from our craft show adventure last October. We’re planning on setting up an online marketplace (eventually) and we also got approval for an ongoing, Northeast Ohio craft show that sells only handmade items.

I haven’t been able to come up with the pricey fee and most of the events are set for two days, a Saturday & Sunday. That is a huge undertaking and commitment but not out of the realm of possibility in the future.

My daughter mentioned to me that perhaps I could try to offer a small number of my bracelets right here on my blog. I told her that I’d think about it.

So, I did.

I picked out 3 of the most simple bracelets that I’ve made. Due to not being positive on the cost of shipping, for now, I’ll only be able to send them out to my friends in the US. Once the kid and I get our real online store running, I’m sure that won’t no longer be an issue.

Starting simple here.


The first one has been designed with flowered Millefiori glass beads and wee silver spacers. $5

The second was created with teal faceted beads, silver spacers and red luster pearl beads. $5

Finally, the last one is crafted with beautiful green tiger eye beads, finished with ornate silver spacers. $6

Shipping will come out of my own pocket so I can get an idea of how much it costs! It’ll be shipped out in a padded envelope.

If you’d like to buy one of my bracelets, please say so in the comments, send me your email address and we’ll go from there. I have PayPal but not positive yet how to um…set that up here.

Honestly, this post is more of a “is there any interest whatsoever?” kind of thing.

Feedback is greatly appreciated.  🙂


I dabble with a couple of little hobbies that bring me some gratification.

I make bracelets. I buy my supplies on Etsy, allowing myself a budget of around $20 a month. (I’m poor.)

They are nothing special. And my numerous attempts to try and sell them…all major fails. It seems that everyone is making these fucking things nowadays, they come a dime a dozen.



But, I enjoy it. It’s extremely relaxing and a creative outlet, picking the beads, matching the colors, bling and whatnot. My daughter got me a plastic thingy with two drawers to hold all of my stuff. Ironically, I made her a custom one and as she was removing it yesterday, it fucking broke in her car. She tried to gather up all of the beads, but some of them rolled under her seat.

I told her I was sorry and that maybe I need to buy better quality stretchy cord.

I watch YouTube videos for ideas, patterns and how to tie the correct knots. Then I use some super glue for extra hold, which obviously doesn’t always work. (My daughter is stronger than she looks, perhaps.)

The second hobby I dabble with is DIY home improvement. I’ve installed the flooring in my living room before and after the flood we had back on New Years Eve Eve to save some extra money.

The check that the utility company paid me due to accidentally breaking the waterline outside of my condo only went so far, figuring that I had to replace my dryer, some furniture and other things that were ruined. I used the rest of it to get nineteen extractions and dentures.

I was getting really tired of toothaches, crumbling teeth and abscesses.

I’m also currently still finishing my upstairs hallway floor, since my oldest dog Maggie is having issues holding her water at night. For some reason, she decided that the hallway was the perfect place to relieve herself.

You can only clean a carpet so many times before the smell of dog pee makes your eyes water.


My goodness, that’s pungent.

She has to wear a dog diaper before bedtime now. She’s going on 12 years old coming up this August, so I don’t scold her, because she just can’t help it.

I’m honestly thinking about selling my condo, though. This place holds so many bad memories for me and my daughter. I haven’t officially decided yet, but until I do, we’ve been trying to redecorate on a budget and fix it up the best we can.

Let’s see, what else? I plugged a black ant hole up in my living room drywall (I hate those bastards) with some damp Magic Eraser after I sprayed the point of entry liberally with some Raid.


I could probably insulate my walls with this shit.

My kid even painted our upstairs bathroom, a lovely mauve color. I’m planning on cleaning the shower tiles with a toothbrush and applying some peel/stick tub caulk so it’s more pleasant for us when we take a poo or bath.

I’m quite adventurous, I know. I often overdo it and my foe fibromyalgia comes to remind me that I’m a stubborn dork.

My favorite hobby that I dabble with continues to be writing/blogging.

I swear, one of these days I’m going to write that book.

Right after I make one more bracelet and stain my kitchen cabinets.