friday's confession: I'm letting go of the selling.

That's right: I'm letting go of the selling.

But not really (gobuystuff!), it's more that I'm letting go of my focus on the selling. I think that's better.

Here's the thing: I had a Labor Day sale a couple of weeks ago. Everything was 40% off. What a deal! What a bargain! Can you believe it?

Can you believe that I didn't sell a single thing?

And, it's just so freakin' anticlimactic, this selling online thing. You do something SO EXCITING like launch a sale. And then you wait. And then you think, oh I shouldn't just sit and watch my email all day. I should do something fun like go outside and play with my dog.

But you can't.

It feels exactly like waiting for a boy to call.

And when he doesn't call, it feels shitty. Even though I know I'm doing what I should be doing, and I have trust in my vision and my process and my art and I'm just at the beginning of my journey and all that stuff, it still hurts when the boy doesn't call. 

*Sigh* I know that I should tell myself the same thing that I would tell my sweet, beautiful single girl friends who despite being awesome, just can't get the boy. 

When the time is right, it will happen. 

And I know it's true, cause I already got the boy. Now I just need the sales.

So here's my plan: I'm letting go of the selling. Not letting go, really, cause ultimately I'm attempting to run a business, but I'm taking my focus away from it.

It's like when you're single, you can't go out for the night trying to meet a boy. That just leads to trouble. It's almost inauthentic. You will only actually meet the right person when you just go out for you. To have fun. And when you're being you, you'll attract the person.

That's how it works, right? At least that's how it's always worked for me. And like I said, I got the boy. And he's a good one. Like the best.

So the selling is gone from my mind. Now it's about being me. Making art. Grabbing inspiration. And doing it.

And I'm trusting that the sales will come.

Deep Breath.

Go.