I
proudly announce I became an ACTIVE member in Etsy's "The original SNS
(Saturday night special) team" Most people probably don't know what I am
talking about. I didn't either a week ago. I joined the team and as one of
their rules is: "you have to be
active otherwise you'll get kicked out" I got home from our outing for
today, breathless, strait to my laptop signing in, all exited and… where is it
that I post my "special" for tonight?! In the discussion everybody is
announcing "good luck" and "I got into the first page", and
"you have to say on the post the sale ends at 6am est.", and so on
but where the hell do I post my item? And what are they all talking about? My
Saturday Night's Via Dolorosa.
Anyway, the team mates were great and immediately
responded to my S.O.S and when I proved myself, again, as such an
internet/computer/ technical retard (not for the first time and definitely not
for the last), the team captain, Diana, came to my rescue. With her patience
and detailed instruction I got finally to post first item on the thread but…The
listing didn't show as a listing so I asked to remove it, apologized and
decided I need another week of research and getting deeper into the sooo "
difficult", "complicated" process. But where I gave up, the team
captain did not. She insisted I try again and gave me another tip and…It
worked! I joined the thread eventually on the ninth page! Thank you so much Diana and thank you to the team!
O.K.
now that I was in I could relax a little bit and went through the conversation,
even participating by posting some responses. While doing it I used the opportunity
to "walk" into some SNS members' shops and there I found a nice
silver plated cup and saucer described as "mid century vintage…" I
felt my chicks turning red, burning. What does this make me? A Vintage? An Antique
maybe? I have never felt so ancient in
my whole life! They say "The world belongs to the young" It could
have been right. When I see my daughter typing on the keyboard with flying
fingers "strolling" the internet as if it was the sidewalk to the
grocery store and think that me? It takes me 5 whole minutes to post one reply on
the thread since I must write it in Word first to make sure my spelling is
right! Well, a deep breath outside under the blue sky of summer afternoon in
southern California got me to the right track again. Proportions! Me! A grandmother
of five and the sixth on his way, playing the game of promoting my newly opened
shop on Etsy! It might take some time, it might cause some more frustration but
I will win even if the playground is not the one I was born into.
The
last straw that almost broke down the camel back, was my husband good intended
reaction for my proudly posted item in the thread: What? Of all the beautiful
items in your shop you had to choose the plain creamy color candle, and the
photo: White with white background?! He was so right of course, and I felt such
a disaster. All the air, poooph, went out of me. But in second thought there
will be much more Saturday nights for me to act more professionally, mature,
and make more out of them, won't there?
As for
my beloved pure beeswax, rose shaped pillar candle with English breakfast tea leaves as stamens. It looks so pure, elegant, romantic symbol of harmony and peace of
mind especially with its white background don't you think?
