Random thought... if I'm packing boxes that are only going to be unpacked a few weeks later, why am I not using "temporary" tape?
Come-On-A-My-House. Circa 2005.
A friend asked me the other day if I was excited about moving - despite the craziness of packing. That depends on when I'm asked. I admit to having had moments where I'm completely overwhelmed by having to pack so much "stuff"... I feel like I'll never get it all done. But as it is with anything, you just pick a drawer, closet or cupboard and start packing. Or in my case, sorting. I am cleaning out clothes and household "stuff" that I can honestly say I will never use. Ditto for all those things that I like but don't love, those things that will probably not be used in the foreseeable future. That's all quite liberating.
Then there are the moments where I start thinking about where things will go in my new apartment, the different sort of schedule I'll have and what it will be like to have a "traditional" job again. (How silly is it that I still feel like I have to put "traditional" in quotations?) I do get energized and excited about that - a lot. Then I realize that I haven't gotten around to telling you about how it all happened.
I sent an e-mail.
That's the short version - the really short version. But it's also how it happened.
Here's the longer version... Last Fall, when I made the decision to skip going to Market, I started focusing on Spring Market and thinking about "direction". What's next?
A couple of friends had been harassing pestering encouraging me to do fabric again, perhaps even submit a fabric proposal to "other" companies. Multiple times. (Pests.) But after really thinking about it, I knew that my feelings hadn't changed, I still had no interest whatsoever in doing a fabric line. None. I've written about that before, but there is always that little voice that says "don't close the door completely... you never know..." The reality was that I wanted to slam that door shut. Nail it closed, if need be. So if not fabric, what next?
Three Barns. Circa... I don't remember. Maybe 2009?
So if I could do anything, what would it be? After working mostly by myself for twelve years, I loved the idea of working with people who would push me to do better - to be better. And if there was anybody that would - might - be a good fit, it was Moda and United Notions. But what the heck do I know? (I used to think bell-bottom pants were a good idea too.) So I decided to e-mail the lovely folks at Moda and tell them that I wanted to work for them. Just as it was when I went to my first Quilt Market, what's the worst that could happen?
So that's what I did. I send an e-mail. (I said it was really that simple.)
In the e-mail, I actually wrote that I knew I was applying for a "job that didn't exist". What else do you include when you apply for a job for which there is no job listing? The funny part is that writing the e-mail was easy... sending it was the hard part. It took a dear, sweet friend - one of maybe three people who knew what I was thinking of doing - telling me to "just send it already!" to get it on the way. Then came the waiting... I wasn't entirely sure what to expect. A quick... "No. Thank you for your interest." wouldn't have been a huge surprise. Nor would a... "uh, thank you... we'll be in touch... eventually". What I didn't expect was to hear back a few hours later... "We'd like to talk to you... we have a few questions."
Uh, sure. (Holy guacamole!) What do you want to know?
A day later, I was asked for a resume and - if I was willing to share - sales figures. Uh, sure.
Resume? I hadn't used one in... hmmm... a decade!? FYI - they've changed. A lot. (Thank you, Monster.com.) I wrote that on a Sunday afternoon with the help of another friend... seriously, what did we do before texting, screen shots and e-mail? As for writing the resume, that was comical. I never would have guessed that I have "initiated", "created", "launched", "designed", "developed", and "managed" so many things! It also created a weird paradox - everything it included was entirely true and yet still, it's the greatest work of fiction ever. Like most resumes, right?
Just Ask. Circa 2003.
A meeting was held to discuss hiring someone for a "job that didn't exist" right before the Labor Day weekend holiday. A few weeks later, I flew to Dallas for an interview... and the next day, I got a call asking me if I'd like to work for Moda.
So there you have it.
Yes, I'm very excited about the new challenges and okay, a little bit nervous. Can I do this? What was I thinking?
But it's all good - life begins at the boundaries of your comfort zone. To get better, you have to push the boundaries of what you know. And boundaries are there to be pushed. Right? Yes, I love motivational quotations.
Home for the Holidays. American Patchwork & Quilting - 2003.
Now I just need to finish packing.
Just so I can un-pack it in a couple of weeks. A new address is coming soon.