I love being a Navy wife.  It’s the only kind of wife I’ve ever been.  It will be a long time until I am not a Navy wife.  But that doesn’t have to be my only title.  As someone with a brain in my head and time on my hands, I also like to contribute to the world and my family.  That usually comes in the form of a job for most people, and I am a “people” so I need a job!

I graduated with a degree in Elementary Education two weeks before marrying my sailor.  In the military spouse world, the whole moving often and sporadically was not going to jive with me signing any teaching contracts.

But what is a girl to do?

Entry level jobs!  Forever.  FOR-EV-ER.  Forever? *tear*

No.  I just can’t.  The thought of never being in one place long enough to advance made me a little pissy, to be honest.  I’m sure my dear husband would certainly never agree to that assesment.  (Don’t ask him.)

Here are the jobs I had after college graduation, but before Etsy.

Nanny’s Assistant (9 months)

Nanny (1 year)

Receptionist (2 years)

Mommy (5 years + all the heart emoticons!)

In all honesty, each of those jobs had some lovely benefits, but I wanted more.

I wanted to be my own boss.  I didn’t want to start at the bottom and end at the bottom.  I didn’t want to lie through one more interview pretending that I knew “where I was going to be in five years.” In the military world, I could easily have moved three times in that span.  Amiright?

When my baby boy decided to turn 5 and leave me for kindergarten, I knew my husband was going to politely hint that I dust off the old resume and flash my smile at some companies looking to pay people to alphabetize.  I beat him to it, though.  I told him I had an idea.

I just needed $22.

I marched up to my local fabric store and stood at the remnants table with my $22.  The cuts of fabric were folded neatly and priced to sell.  They weren’t big enough for most projects, but they were perfect for what we wanted to do.


We.  That’s right.  In the beginning there were two.  Me and her.  Her and I.  I started on Etsy with my friend and neighbor, a fellow Navy wife.  We shared a shop for 6 months and then went our separate ways.  We both run successful Etsy shops now, but have an unsuccessful friendship as a casualty.  I don’t recommend starting with a friend.  There were hurt feelings and miscommunication and it was hard to get past those feelings.  Do your own thing.  I’m here to help.

Back to the remnants table…

We both contributed $44 to the pot and made some pillow covers.  We threw together an Etsy shop banner, some listing descriptions and photos and waited for someone to buy the things.  I still don’t know how or why – because we did so many things wrong  –  but one sold.

Then another and another.

It didn’t happen overnight, but week by week we had worked up to a few sales.  I felt like I could conquer the world!

Woohoo!  Watch me, watch me, watch me!  It was such a thrill!

Are you considering taking a chance on yourself?  YOU are a great investment.



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