Very Patient

Patient. Very Patient.

Remember an earlier post, in which I wrote that I was tired of whining about my competition and had finally gotten jazzed up enough to fight back? (I don't know why it took me so long. Maybe because I'm a whiner?) Well. Here's what I did.

I made a list of 10 big retail names that might be a good fit for Wonderful Graffiti. Then I sent them letters. With pictures. And samples. That was two weeks ago. So far–ta da!–I've heard from two of them and they're really interested in working with us! I'm playing phone tag with one of them–a big, fat, lovely prospective partner. Their buyer called yesterday while I was taking my dad to the optometrist. When I got back and returned her call, I got her answering machine. I wanted to camp out at our office for the rest of the night because I didn't want to miss her call again. Geord dragged me home, saying, "They're in the same time zone we are, Mary. It's 6:30pm. Don't you think they've all gone home by now?" It's a good thing I didn't have to speak to the buyer right after I got her initial call. My heart was pounding so fast! I would have been reduced to speaking gibberish. More than usual.

Today I'm supposed to be taking my dad to another doctor's appointment, but Geord did it instead so I can sit by the phone. Patiently. Because I'm such a patient person. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha. M.

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