I don't talk about it much here, but I am a Stampin' Up! demonstrator. That's right. I teach people how to use rubber stamps for scrapbooking and card making in the comfort of their own home. Hey, it pays for the hobby, so why not?
When I changed rotations last month, one of the surgeons remembered me talking about it from the last time I was there. Since that time, she is now a scrapbooker and wants to learn more about stamping. Cool! So I've been distributing my catalogs and promotional stuff around the hospital lately. In June, one of the surgeons hopes to host a party at her home where she promises lots of orders!
On another front, my dear sister Kate has decided to sign up as a demonstrator under me! She has been a great customer for the last year and has met a ton of teachers in the school where she works who are dying to learn how to make beautiful cards like she can. So she has decided to jump in and get some customers of her own. Which is totally great. She is far more creative than I am and this would be a really fun way of earning money during her summer break. Plus it seems like she has several people who are just waiting to place an order with her!
All of this has left me feeling quite uncreative and uni-dimensional. I haven't touched any of my stamps, ink, or paper since I made Christmas cards last December. And for good reason; I'm pretty darn busy and any extra time I have I should be studying. Plus, since we had to move out and then back into our apartment for the remodeling, all my stuff is completely disorganized. It would take me at least two whole days to go through it all, figure out what I'm keeping and what I'm selling/donating, and reorganize it in some meaningful way. And since I work 10-12 hour days and only get one day off a week, that isn't happening any time soon.
Studying is important. No. It's critical.I have a yearly exam that I really need to blow out of the water this January, and the only way to do that is to hit the books... every day. After January, I need to keep right on studying because one year from August, I will be taking the first part of the boards so that I can be a Board Certified Surgeon. Yeah. Pretty important. Who wants a surgeon who failed her boards on the first time?
This whole studying thing is so ever-present and inescapable; it's hard (and dangerous) for me to imagine a time when I don't have to study so much. I won't be doing anything crafty for a very. long. time. Which I've largely accepted. But sometimes the other half of my brain wakes up and I feel the urge to be creative. Usually the feeling doesn't last very long and if I ignore it, it goes away. But this one is hanging on for quite some time. Hopefully me putting it down on paper will help it fade...