tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802349858004048129.post3902441558496612794..comments2021-10-03T18:04:32.247-04:00Comments on The Crafty Retailer: Focus on business and leave the emotion out of it!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01333059163731746098noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802349858004048129.post-50870312334052196992009-08-26T21:03:40.260-04:002009-08-26T21:03:40.260-04:00I am already blessed. My husband does the family l...I am already blessed. My husband does the family laundry - to include sorting the clothes. Can't have him messing with my stash!Kathy Withershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01514518619683047011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802349858004048129.post-65180801340685899992009-08-21T20:41:05.429-04:002009-08-21T20:41:05.429-04:00Kathy:
I think that your fleece pile probably puts...Kathy:<br />I think that your fleece pile probably puts my sock stash to shame!!!! Perhaps I should teach my husband to sort socks and yours would be willing to learn to wash fleece.....not very likely.....but a gal can dream!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01333059163731746098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802349858004048129.post-67493537830255892032009-08-21T17:56:47.648-04:002009-08-21T17:56:47.648-04:00I am a fiber artist and I raise my own animals. Th...I am a fiber artist and I raise my own animals. They all get sheared and it makes a huge pile in the workshop area (formerly garage)that we have to walk through to get into the house. I don't bring unwashed fiber into the shop, so I need somewhere to store it until I can wash it. My husband periodically gets on me about it, so I grab as many bags as I can and throw them into the mud room where I wash them. There is standing room only in front of the sink. The pile is treacherous and goes almost to the ceiling, but it out of the workshop and my husband thinks I have gotten a lot done. Little does he know!<br /><br />Love reading your blog and my customers are telling me that they are reading it now. I tend to do the emotional, but fortunately have only had something like that happen to me once. I just steered the lady that she was talking to somewhere else. It is a shame that people are like that.Kathy Withershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01514518619683047011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802349858004048129.post-51442915250666857822009-08-20T00:48:45.213-04:002009-08-20T00:48:45.213-04:00I think that a whole lot of folks are with you on ...I think that a whole lot of folks are with you on that one!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01333059163731746098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802349858004048129.post-41038741241019742682009-08-18T22:29:49.564-04:002009-08-18T22:29:49.564-04:00Great post Pat. Love the sock bucket. My secret is...Great post Pat. Love the sock bucket. My secret is not opening mail that looks like bills until I am ready to pay the bills. Then I open, enter, pay all at once so that I only have the pain of looking at them one time! I happily go about my days not worrying about the bills.<br /><br />By the way, thanks for the link to my store. I love your blog!Cathyhttp://www.wishuponaquilt.comnoreply@blogger.com