Sunday, February 16, 2014

It's All in Meeee

It's all in me.. hidden nerd, visible creative type, and everything in between.
I was just looking at a compliment on a product that a customer ordered, and how elated they were to receive their free sample. I smiled, happy to receive a response from yet another satisfied customer.. then I said to myself, "Whoa, when did I create a company.. and begin to "brand" myself?" 

"Pinch myself" moments like that happen here and there for me. It's the funniest thing. One part of me creates and develops products like second nature, and then there's a part of me that is floored with it all. 

Story of my life.

I'm an afrocentric woman that fully understands and adapts into any given "white bread" environment. My childhood was as lovely and "white picket fence 'ish" as you can imagine. My only "struggles" came in my twenties, self inflicted wounds that were a result of a girl that had never wanted for anything prior to leaving home, and left home and still wanted the "want for nothing" life. Aside from those bumpy twenties, everything has always come ridiculously easily to me. 

Subjects that I excelled in as a school girl I could virtually do with my eyes closed, perhaps even in a light slumber. ( I kid. )

Ideas have flowed like a waterfall, with a tendency to flow so plentiful and with such force that I actually shut myself down, to a zone that could appear kin to lazy, but it's not so. 

For a good 15+ years now, I've buried the "urkel" in me. That person took a backseat as fashion, glamour and haughty stepped to the front. I'm not complaining, I have completely enjoyed that part, but I am getting to a point in my life where I need to marry those two sides. I miss my nerdy white picket fence side. For years I found it okay to be merely a "face." Intellect was not even necessarily secondary, it was simply non existent, and I made it that way. 

No more.

Last week an episode of Keeping Up with the Kardashians actually left me with a splitting headache. I didn't even make it halfway through the catastrophe of an episode. I told my husband, "Please, turn that off. Delete it from the ~to be recorded~ files. I cannot do this anymore." I was surprised at my physical reaction because I sincerely enjoyed that show at one time. 

Thank God for progress.

Creating a company has re-awakened a side of me that I didn't think I was interested in bringing to the surface once again.. but I want to..

.. and I love it.