I have never known who or what I wanted to be or to do with my life.
I pretty much let life rule over me, take me down whatever path she saw fit.
Well…That no longer works for me.
And I now have a dream. Ultimately to own my own store, but currently to create a mobile store.
These large step vans converted into rolling boutiques are amazing.
Well..at least I think so.
The idea that you can bring a real store to your customers, to have a dry, clean, even heated and/or cooled shop
standing out among the pop-up tents and tables at any festival, fair, or show makes me giddy!
Weather damage to my products a thing of the past, theft cut down, and set up and break down time nearly gone.
The Gypsy Wanderer in me see’s this as her future, her legacy, something to have and hold with my children, to have continued after Im gone. To one day look back and see. You did that. You made and had that.
Now the banks don’t see it this way. They of course see me as a high risk loan, a crafter with a dream, and nothing more.
I see myself as Owner/Operator/Designer. A Hand Crafted Artist. Creator of unique and one of a kind things.
This led me to a GoFundMe campaign.
And Ill admit, this process is online panhandling and very little more. Ive had it set up for about 3 months and raised nothing, but than again Ive put about that into it as it makes me uncomfortable. But I still check in with it “dreaming”. Even today I will update it and share it with fingers crossed.
For now I remain contently not content with my etsy shop and rental space in a small shop.
Don’t get me wrong these are great but I still make next to nothing Ive lost more money in the last 2 months than I could ever explain yet I still must pay my rent and fees, and it seems every one is making money off me but me.
And so here’s to the “Dream”.