Saturday, October 17, 2015

Magic Shoes

I’ve never been a shoe person. I’m a flip flop and tennis shoes kind of gal. I’m a two loyal pairs worn until the soles fall apart kind of gal.

I’ve heard women talk about shoes like they’re talking about a loved one. I’ve heard women swear by THAT ONE PAIR of shoes that makes them feel strong and sexy and powerful. THAT ONE PAIR of blood red pumps they wear out to first dates and anniversary dinners and anywhere else where they just want to feel the very best about themselves. I’ve never understood that.

I love my flip flops. I have a pair right now that I have worn almost every day this past summer. They’re simple, silver, they go with everything. I love them but not like a best friend who gives me confidence and tells me that my butt looks good in my new jeans (or doesn’t look good if the case may be), more like a little brother who you kind of want to give a noogie to but you’re glad you have around nonetheless.

This past weekend, Zach’s sister got married. I had stressed for 24 hours over what to wear. I had a dress picked out but realized I had absolutely no shoes that matched it. Then I chose another but it was coral and can you wear coral to an October wedding? And were either of these dresses too dressy? This was a fairly casual wedding. I knew Zach would be in jeans and a button up shirt. I ended up going with the more casual coral dress paired with a jean jacket since the wedding was outside. This dress won out because I had a new pair of shoes I wanted to wear that didn’t work with the other dress.

I straightened my hair which is a daunting task for someone with hair like mine. It’s curly but not too curly, it tangles at the drop of a hat, it never EVER falls quite how I like and I hate to be that person who straightens their hair but misses one patch in the back that everyone looks at all day. I applied my makeup to the best of my novice ability. I did the dreaded panty hose dance as I wiggled myself in. I put on the coral dress I prayed didn’t look out of place in October and the jean jacket I hoped kept me warm enough. Finally, I put on my new boots.

You guys. They were THAT ONE PAIR. I put on the boots to finish the outfit and I felt sexy and powerful and IT WAS THE SHOES. I thought those girls were lying! Shoes can’t do that for a person, can they?

I’m unfortunately the heaviest I’ve ever been. A stint on an anti-depressant “helped” me put on a whopping twenty-five pounds. I don’t often feel truly pretty at this weight but can’t quite get my ass in gear to do something about it. But the shoes, oh, the shoes.

My THAT ONE PAIR weren’t anything obviously magical. They don’t have six inch heels. They aren’t a bright, sexy red. They aren’t the pair you see on the shelf and just swoon over, dreaming of the day you can afford a pair for yourself but it turns out, they’re my magic shoes. They involve floral and fringe and hey, did I mention floral?

I tested my theory and wore them again to church on Sunday. I left church, ran a couple of errands, came home and I didn’t even change into sweatpants before I went down to have lunch with family! This, my friends, is monumental. To willingly choose jeans over sweats just to have a casual lunch with family simply so I can wear a certain pair of shoes is, well, it’s a small miracle.

So today, at my heaviest weight, I’m thinking about my THAT ONE PAIR of shoes. I’m thinking about how good I felt about myself in those hours all because of a pair of shoes. I think I’ll try just a little bit harder to love myself whether I needed that last slice of pizza or not.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

So You Think You Can DS

Direct Sales.

You've either tried it for yourself or you know someone who has. Direct sales are becoming commonplace today as a way to supplement or completely replace your income. Me? I sell Scentsy. I breathe Scentsy. I am Scentsy.

Yep, I'm that person.

I recently saw a Facebook "friend" of mine posting multiple statuses slamming those of us who are involved in direct sales. In the comments, it appeared that one person believes us to all be "friendless" and if not yet, we will be after we "screw" all of our friends into working for us or "annoy" them so much that "nobody wants to associate" with us anymore.

I've seen it before, of course. Words like "pyramid scheme" aren't foreign insults to those of us who have chosen this path for ourselves. Last month I began my journey working from home full time. It has, if nothing else, solidified my love for my company and for what direct sales allow us to do. It has reminded me once again that there is no scheme in this three year journey I've been on to build my business.

I think some of the doubt comes into play when we as consultants are quick to share our triumphs but forget to relay the fact that we're still working, that this is still a job. Therein lies the problem that leads certain people to label companies as "get rich quick" schemes. I don't post on social media when my hostess cancels her party leaving me in a pinch to meet my monthly goals. I don't post that I get MULTIPLE no's for every yes when I reach out about hosting a party or joining my team but it happens. I'm not rich and I'm certainly not getting there quickly but I'm getting there nonetheless.

A little over three years ago I started my Scentsy journey. I didn't know what to expect or even what I wanted out of my little business, I just wanted something that was mine. I continued to work full time jobs and worked Scentsy on the side, when I had time, without a true drive toward any major goal. So many times I thought "I wish this was it for me. I wish I could do this full time" but I never did what it takes to really get there. Why? Because it takes work. Because it doesn't happen overnight. Because it's still a job, it's just far more enjoyable work than any of my past experiences.

Last month when I left my 9-5,  I knew that making Scentsy my full time job wouldn't necessarily be easy but I knew it would be rewarding. In my first month working from home I promoted to Superstar Consultant, a title I had been working toward for many months prior. With total dedication to my business, I did it! It was immensely rewarding and a complete validation of my choice to work my business full time.

Why? Because there is real money to be made here. This isn't a scheme but it's not always a cakewalk either. It's a business and growing a business doesn't happen without time and hard work.

My choice to work my business full time is allowing me to only answer to myself, to work when I want to and to enjoy the relationships I felt like I was running out of time for before. I don't have to miss out on special occasions or invitations because of a demanding work schedule and for someone who suffers from anxiety and depression, I can step back and reset any time I need to.

As for friends, I'm still doing just fine. My friends believe in me, they support me, and yes, several of them have joined my team! I certainly didn't force them and I can't think of a single one who would say they regret joining me on this journey. In fact, I have far more friends today than I had three years ago when I joined. My Scentsy sisters. We are traveling the same road and there's no competition between us, just love and support. I imagine I've annoyed several people over the years and that some may have even, brace yourself, UNFRIENDED ME ON FACEBOOK! Gasp! But you know what? I think I'll be just fine.

I think we'll find as the next few years go by that direct sales continue to grow as more of us decide to take our futures into our own hands. Personally, I know that I couldn't be any happier that I'm the only one in charge of mine. We get one life. Just one. I don't want to waste mine. I want to be able to grasp all of the opportunities that appeal to me. I want to sleep in if it's rainy outside and binge on Netflix when I'm sick. I want to meet my friends for lunch and chase my nephew around in the middle of the workday. Scentsy is giving me that. Every day it's opening new doors for me and I am forever grateful.