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I don’t mean to complain, but I cannot even go to town and go into a store that someone doesn’t come up to me and ask me one of two questions. It is either:

“Hey I have been meaning to call you, how much will you charge me to paint signs for the craft fest, or how much will you charge to paint a mural on my daughters door or wall”? What? I don’t want to! I do have a life. And believe you me, when they ask this, most of them are intending to get it for free. Hmmm I figure if you are having a craft fest, there might be some crafty people that would want to donate their time and painting ability, and I don’t even want to take the time to paint my walls in my house, why should I want to come and create something on yours? (Sorry I am in that bitchy mood again.)

Okay now for the other question I get when I venture into the public, of a small town. “What have you been doing with yourself”? Well do you think they really want to know, or would even understand what I am doing? To them it would probably seem like I am sitting at home being lazy and playing on the computer. I just reply a simple “Oh nothing, just sitting at home”. So much easier than explaining to them that I am blogging, trying to learn internet marketing, and I am very proud of the accomplishments I have made in my journey, yet 90% of this town probably doesn’t even know what a blog is, much less how it could benefit me in any way. What do I care anyway, what they think I am doing? Let them wonder, if they even really care. Sometimes I want to make up some wild and crazy story about what I’m doing. Just to shut them up, or make them talk about me more.

Call me non-social, whatever, but I avoid going into this small town, if at all possible. I told my husband he has to do the grocery shopping, I ain’t going in that store anymore, every time I do, seems like I leave with someone expecting me to create something. Maybe I created my own reputation, with this painting stuff, because when I owned my gift shop, I was always painting my display window. But hey that was for me. I am not wasting the precious time that I so dearly treasure, to help someone else. They probably expect me to do it for free, or at a very low price, just because we’ve known each other forever.

I am the one you see in the stores going down an aisle; I have no need to go down, just to avoid the other people in the store. My husband, is just the opposite, he is the one who will find an old friend in each aisle and talk to them about the weather, old times, whatever, for 20-30 minutes.

Just to let you know, several years in a row, I designed the t-shirt logo, for the St Patrick’s Day Celebrations, free of charge. Guess what? I always had to pay for a t-shirt. WTF ! You would think the least they could do is give me a free shirt for the work I did.

Oh the Joys of Small Town!

Oh by the way, my kids in college have no clue what Twitter is or what it does. They are so far behind the times, lol, “I am so much cooler than my kids”. Or maybe it is “I am so much geekier than my kids”!

You know maybe they should get whoever painted this sign, to paint the signs for the craft fest.

Like I said I am in a really bitchy mood since going grocery shopping. Sorry!

Tags: Art, bitchy mood, paint, small town, St. Patrick's Day, time, twitter