The story so far:
It was a dark and stormy night. The rain had woken you up, and you were starting to get cold.
>>Get a blanket
>>Go downstairs
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The blanket you grabbed was a gift from your grandmother. She knitted it herself.
As you got snuggled in again, you found yourself unable to get back to sleep. It seems as though getting up to snatch another blanket was just enough to keep you awake. So you quickly became bored.
>>Scroll through tumblr
>>Try to sleep anyways
>>Go downstairs
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You had turned on you phone in an attempt to entertain yourself. However, tumblr seemed to be glitching. In the middle of each post, it said
⚠️DON’T GO DOWNSTAIRS⚠️
>>Find something else to do
>>Ignore it. It’s just a glitch.
>>Go downstairs
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As you looked for something else to do, you heard something go *thud* downstairs.
>>Reassure yourself that it’s just the cat. Keep looking for something to do.
>>Panic. Call 911. Someone could be breaking in.
>>Go downstairs
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You went downstairs, despite the small voice in the back of your head telling you to stay upstairs.
At the end of the staircase, you notice that the umbrella stand near the entrance has fallen over. Which is strange, considering you don't have an umbrella stand
>>Go to the kitchen. All of this walking around has made you hungry.
>>Fix the umbrella stand.
>>Go back upstairs go back upstairs please for the love of God go back upstairs
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Sorry to just drop into this, but another thing to consider with handmade good and the ‘overpriced’ idea is that you also have to factor in how much stock might sell at any given time.
For example, if you make 100 pairs of earrings in a month but might only sell 30 (because you need to give people options etc.) then the profit from those 30 should reasonably cover the time you spent making all 100.
Also, it should pay for the time you spend at craft fairs, replying to any commissions/ purchase requests, packaging time and going to the post office, any online marketing you might do (tumblr posts etc).
Peolle don’t often factor these in when thinking about the value of crafts they buy, which is a bit unfair.
yes there are other overheads but the thing is. basically all of those to some extent also apply to fibre arts
but sure. to be thorough. i spend 10h a week at my market stall and an hour... let's say 2 be generous with it... updating the shop
if i made 50 pairs of earrings and sold 15, the "materials" cost of 1 pair, to cover their unsold breathren, goes from 42p to £1.40
earrings are far from the only thing though, and account for less than half of the sales. so. we can say that about 5h of stall/shop time is covered by those
(plus the hour it took to make them)
sale price - materials cost but split over 6 hours of labour instead of 1.5 is still £12 an hour
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The story so far:
It was a dark and stormy night. The rain had woken you up, and you were starting to get cold.
>>Get a blanket
>>Go downstairs
———————————————
The blanket you grabbed was a gift from your grandmother. She knitted it herself.
As you got snuggled in again, you found yourself unable to get back to sleep. It seems as though getting up to snatch another blanket was just enough to keep you awake. So you quickly became bored.
>>Scroll through tumblr
>>Try to sleep anyways
>>Go downstairs
———————————————
You had turned on you phone in an attempt to entertain yourself. However, tumblr seemed to be glitching. In the middle of each post, it said
⚠️DON’T GO DOWNSTAIRS⚠️
>>Find something else to do
>>Ignore it. It’s just a glitch.
>>Go downstairs
———————————————
As you looked for something else to do, you heard something go *thud* downstairs.
>>Reassure yourself that it’s just the cat. Keep looking for something to do.
>>Panic. Call 911. Someone could be breaking in.
>>Go downstairs
———————————————
You went downstairs, despite the small voice in the back of your head telling you to stay upstairs.
At the end of the staircase, you notice that the umbrella stand near the entrance has fallen over. Which is strange, considering you don't have an umbrella stand
>>Go to the kitchen. All of this walking around has made you hungry.
>>Fix the umbrella stand.
>>Go back upstairs go back upstairs please for the love of God go back upstairs
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You quickly turned around to go back up the stairs, but out of the corner your eyes, you see something move.
>>Go and see what it was. It could be the cat.
>>GO UPSTAIRS GO UPSTAIRS GO UPSTAIRS GO UPSTAIRS GO UPSTAIRS GO UPSTAIRS GO UPSTA
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Not wanting to stick around, you quickly turn and rush up the stairs. Just in time too, it seems, as you felt something try to grab your ankle. It felt cold, like ice. Luckily, you managed to slip out of its grip.
>>Turn to see what it is
>>Kick whatever tried to grab you
>>WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN-
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Fast as a rabbit, you make it to the top of the stairs.
>>Check to see if it's still behind you
>>Go back to your room
>>Jump out the window
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At the bottom of the stairs, it's completely pitch black, with the exception of two bright spots, almost like little headlights. They almost look like eyes. However, it doesn't seem to be able to come upstairs. You are safe. For now.
>>Rush to your bedroom
>>Point and laugh at whatever it is. It can't get you anyway (or can it?)
>>Go downstairs
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Once you made it to your bedroom, you feel yourself begin to calm down. Whatever adrenaline your body had pumped into you had started to wear off.
>>Go to bed
>>Find a plush. Maybe the Thing would like it?
>>Go downstairs
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