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make money-money, make money-money.

I need to make money-money, make money-money.

1. I’m broke. I put my entire savings in my checking account to cover my bills while I was dealing with Traci’s wedding. You all know that already; it’s old news. But now I need to make money.

2. My mom has signed herself up for a community yard sale on August 8. She got a ‘booth,’ which is really just a table under a pavilion, and she’s going to sell the shit out of a bunch her stuff. She also invited me to join her.

Well, to help her, but I can also sell stuff. So I’m rounding up a bunch of shi—stuff I don’t want or need anymore. I have an entire bedroom full of stuff at my parents’ house still, plus random-ass knick-a-knacks at my new house.

Things I don’t recognize, things I don’t want, things I’ll never miss = all money I could definitely use.

3. I took some head shots of my friend Michelle yesterday for a little extra cash. I’m not going to charge her much because she’s a friend – my dad says that’ll be my biggest downfall. I befriend everyone so I’ll never charge anyone full price. Unless I start advertising, I’ll forever be taking pictures of friends or for friends or whatever, and if that’s the case, I’m going to need to start charging otherwise I’ll never make any money.

4. I’m hoping I’ll get a second chance to take maternity photos for another couple I know. I really enjoyed taking Alisha and Justin’s photos, plus – it’s always a learning experience. Collin and Shannon are due in a month or so and have inquired about me photographing their baby-bump. I sent them a link to Alisha’s album so they could see what I accomplished the first time and am giving them time to mull it over. I hope they end up wanting me to take their photos too.

5. I’ve looked into what it costs to buy mat boards in bulk, backing paper, and plastic baggies like you’d buy for storing comic books. The folks have already given me the go-ahead to start selling prints in their antique shop. People gobble up certain kinds of photography around these parts – horses, barns, landscapes. I can do all that. Until my fingers bleed. It’s just a matter of getting those photographs into the public eye.

6. Vistaprints will make free business cards – all you pay is shipping. I’ve worked up several different card styles in the past and still have yet to send one in. I might post them all on here so I can get your (re: Samsmama, since she’s the only person who pays any attention ;)) input. Having business cards will significantly improve my chances of having repeat or request work. I will accomplish possessing business cards before the end of the summer.

7. Angela and I live in a prime location for yard sales, so we’re going to discuss having one. Maybe a community one where my mom and her mom come over, Susan, Jeff, whoever and we all sell out of our yard. We’re all in a crunch, so we might as well do what we can to help one another.

That’s all for now. Can’t think anymore. I want to go home and nap, so I am.

Comments

Samsmama said…
I really hope everything works out well for you. Yes, mixing business with friends can make it not profitable. But, I'm like you, if I like ya I'm a total softie.

And I'd really like to thank you for getting that song stuck in my head.

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