I sell books on Amazon as well as Art on Etsy & today was one of those days when I ONCE AGAIN was frantically looking for a book I had sold. The problem with BOTH businesses is that they have taken over my sweet little cottage, making it an absolute nightmare to live here. Trying to organize all my stuff without a storage unit somewhere is a REAL drag, so think about THAT before you take these businesses on if you can't already relate!
Anyway, I'm past the point now of swearing, screaming & praying to the universe to 'PLEASE LET ME FIND THE F-ING BOOK!' & have already sent the 'sorry' e-mail to the buyer, offering to refund her money, at which point I will, as Murphy's Law states, find it!
I did find some things however that are FAR more important to my psyche. The last place I looked was in the shed outside, where I should not be keeping books anyway, but I was getting desperate. What I DID find was boxes & boxes of old college textbooks & supplies, in anticipation of going back to teaching again. My lawsuit over losing my job has just wrapped up after over two years since leaving the college, with NO financial settlement, yet with a HUGE emotional settlement.
I STILL know now, as I did then, that I am a gifted teacher. There were waiting lists for my classes because I cared, was engaged & truly enjoyed the intellectual challenge of learning & sharing old & new discoveries with my students. Then ONE bitter, jealous & spiteful old bitch Dean came along about a year before I lost my job, ruining it for me & a lot of other dedicated faculty. Instead of wandering away & crying in my soup, I went to the President, contacted the EEOC & found a great lawyer. I spent two long years fighting against an unlawful dismissal. In the end she still has no awareness that she brought my career to a screeching halt. And, she also doesn't know that she gave me a rare gift as well. A shed full of textbooks & paper that can now go to the recycling center to make room for my new & much more creatively rewarding career.
Still no damn book, but a much needed unloading of a past that will surely make my load lighter & make more room for MY present & future.
Anyway, I'm past the point now of swearing, screaming & praying to the universe to 'PLEASE LET ME FIND THE F-ING BOOK!' & have already sent the 'sorry' e-mail to the buyer, offering to refund her money, at which point I will, as Murphy's Law states, find it!
I did find some things however that are FAR more important to my psyche. The last place I looked was in the shed outside, where I should not be keeping books anyway, but I was getting desperate. What I DID find was boxes & boxes of old college textbooks & supplies, in anticipation of going back to teaching again. My lawsuit over losing my job has just wrapped up after over two years since leaving the college, with NO financial settlement, yet with a HUGE emotional settlement.
I STILL know now, as I did then, that I am a gifted teacher. There were waiting lists for my classes because I cared, was engaged & truly enjoyed the intellectual challenge of learning & sharing old & new discoveries with my students. Then ONE bitter, jealous & spiteful old bitch Dean came along about a year before I lost my job, ruining it for me & a lot of other dedicated faculty. Instead of wandering away & crying in my soup, I went to the President, contacted the EEOC & found a great lawyer. I spent two long years fighting against an unlawful dismissal. In the end she still has no awareness that she brought my career to a screeching halt. And, she also doesn't know that she gave me a rare gift as well. A shed full of textbooks & paper that can now go to the recycling center to make room for my new & much more creatively rewarding career.
Still no damn book, but a much needed unloading of a past that will surely make my load lighter & make more room for MY present & future.
You go girl!!!!!
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