Sunday, February 21, 2010

My feet hurt

I wonder every day: Why do my feet hurt? Could it be that I am just getting on up there in years, and hurting is just part of life beyond 50? Possibly. However, I think more likely the answer lies in the fact that we are working seven days a week at the store rather than the two days of the weekend. That is the biggest difference, I think, about working in the flea market or weekend traveling to craft shows arena and owning a retail storefront. Even though I had a full-time job teaching, when I worked at the flea market, there were definitely times I could sit and read or visit with other vendors. I did not normally walk around and see what other people offered as wares--I was there to work.

At the store, though, even when business is slow during the weekdays, I am walking around, checking stock, cleaning shelves, and making soap, candles, incense, and the like. I do not like to have a customer come in the door and see me get up out of a chair--it suggests that they are interrupting what I am doing, and their first reaction is to apologize for walking in my store. On the contrary, I want them to see me "busy," even if that means faking it. I will just have to find a good pair of comfortable walking shoes that help my legs feel younger--yea, right!

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