I may not actually SAY that, but often times I FEEL that.
“Lisa, what do you do?”
“Oh, you know…I make stuff.” It doesn’t always appear so glamorous in my mind. Or, to go the opposite, I might daringly say, “I’m a goldsmith.” But that sounds pretentious and I find myself backing down immediately, as I did in the Sprint store last night. Which turns into belittling what I do with “ha ha ha, pound on metal, play with fire…yada yada yada.” Why do I do that?
But instead of psychoanalyzing myself. And trust me. I do. I thought I would show you some of the fruits of my labor from the last few weeks. Because…you know…”I make stuff.”
Enjoy the tour.