When I first started my plant business, Miskatonic Gardens, I felt bad about taking people’s money. I wanted to discount everything for everyone, which can be BAD for business. There were a few nights that I set up at the Mangilao night market, a place where people love to haggle for goods. I can NOT haggle. I fold every time. It makes me uncomfortable to say “no” to people who are asking to pay less for my merchandise. I end up questioning myself–am I charging too much? Are my goods really not worth this price? Am I potentially getting ripped off?
It made selling to people face-to-face an unpleasant experience. Since then, I stuck more to being a distributor and selling my plants through third parties. I also deferred all of the large orders/special event inquiries to the sales manager. Disconnecting myself from the sales aspect of the business really helped to firm my resolve in pricing.
Fast-forward a couple of months. I run into a few entrepreneur friends in different scenarios that result in me using their services or buying their product. But each time, they discounted the services and goods for me, just for being a friend.
Sometime in 2016, I made a list of things I wanted to focus more on, in addition to things I wanted to spend less time on. It’s now 2017–how did I fare?
My name is Sky and I’m a serial entrepreneur.
I have this constant itch that causes me to jump from project to project. Department to department. Job to job. And it’s not for money. It’s not to start businesses, but to solve problems. To fill gaps. To gain experiences.
There are a lot of picture quotes (idk what they’re called; I’m calling them picture quotes!) floating around that suggest dropping the negative people in your life. But what if they’re family? Best friends? How negative does the person have to be to “drop” them? What extent of their negativity should be considered tolerable before you decide you don’t want to be around them anymore? What if all your friends are negative? How do you follow this advice without isolating yourself?
It turns out the old adage rings true: it’s easier said than done.
I don’t think I ever consciously decided that I wanted to leave people out of my life until it already happened. I think that people naturally tend to slowly weed out the negativity, and I think that’s what has happened to me. It turns out that some of my best friends were the culprits of my bad moods. Of course, I want to lend an ear and provide support. But when all your friends do is complain about things they can change, it gets tiresome.
Wow, it’s really been almost exactly five months since I last posted anything.
I’ve been following advice from Everybody Writes, and one of the first thing is to write an “ugly first draft,” which is the draft that nobody sees.
Welp, as my life would have it, EVERYTHING is stuck in the ugly first draft.
This brings me to wonder: Why can’t I finish anything I start?
Wow. I am terrible at finishing my posts.
The few drafts that I’ve actually published are incomplete at best and barely substantial–at least from what I’ve outlined in my mind.
Much like my blog posts and unpublished drafts, a lot of my personal projects, hobbies, and ambitions start off with a bang then fizzle out like a dying ember holding on for dear life. As time passes, games go unfinished or even untouched, songs are not completely learned, crafts lie unfinished, new skills are not mastered, workouts get placed on the back burner, and so on.
As I looked at all my unfinished personal projects, I began to wonder why I can never finish what I start. Have I become a quitter? I was terrified by this idea. After reflecting on this, I realized I wasn’t quitting these projects because they were difficult to endure or anything like that; I was always putting my hobbies and interests last and as a result, almost everything else in my life trumped it. I didn’t mind too much as I feel that putting my family and work/education first is important. Investing in the security of my future is important to me, but not necessarily fun. However, in my mind, having fun = being selfish. Every time I did something for me, I felt guilty! 🙁