Everything happens for a reason - do you really believe that?
I do, actually. I have found that when things happen in my life that are not exactly planned or even wanted, my brain goes into overdrive thinking around the problem, and often times pointing me in an entirely different direction.
Something like that happened to me on Sunday.
I had worked so hard for months preparing for my craft sale here at the local community center. I had no expectations, but I did have some hope that I might do well, or at least fairly well.
But that was not the case. There were 40 tables at the sale, and many many wonderful crafters with well made, beautiful things to sell. But there were also commercial vendors like Scentsy, Pampered Chef, Epicure, and more. In fact I'd say there were more of those tables than crafters. There was even a lady there doing nails!
It was a bitter pill to swallow. It was more common to see people walk right by my table without even glancing at what I had to sell, than to make eye contact with me as they passed right by. That told me that the buyers were there for specific tables, and not to shop the whole floor.
My table rental was 30.00, and I made 28.00 the whole day.
As if that wasn't punishment enough, after standing all day, the foot that I had been nursing along for the better part of the week was past painful, and I had a massive headache from the florescent lights.
I went home with my tail between my legs, put my feet up and fell asleep in my chair for a couple of hours.
When I awoke, it was to a light show happening in my left eye. At first I thought it was just my eyes getting accustomed to being open from a deep sleep, but the bright flashes of light continued all evening and all day Monday.
Yesterday, in full panic mode, I went to the hospital to have both my eye and my foot checked out - my eye being my #1 priority. The foot needs orthotics, and the eye will be seen by an eye doctor on Monday. In the meantime, the flashing lights have pretty much stopped, to be replaced by a very large fuzzy floater in my eye.
I'm sidelined from just about everything - not something I do well at all. About the only thing that can keep me sitting in one spot for a time is music - but even I can't do that for days!
So yes, I am sitting quietly, looking for all intents and purposes like I am resting - but oh, is the mind every moving. I have been writing a new story. Formulating a new novel. It's been about 10 years since I wrote my last one, maybe its high time I returned to something I truly love doing.
I'd love to write my Aunt's story - the story of her life. I already have the characters and a lot of the pieces of the puzzle, but there is research to be done, which is another aspect of writing that really pleases me.
I can do this - with my eyes closed!
Well, you know what I mean...