This is one of the designs from the Watercolor Winter Simply Created Card Kit. You can see that I didn’t change anything from the original except for the sentiment. Everything you need to make 20 cards is included in the kit (except stamps, ink and adhesive). I didn’t buy the suggested stamps. I used the sentiment from White Christmas instead.
I admire people – like my friend Susan – who can take a kit and be creative with it. I always think, “What if I use the wrong thing and I run out of what I need on another card?” And, really, that’s not a big deal, but I can’t get past it.
The only products I added (besides a bit of adhesive and the stamp set) were Bermuda Bay and Cherry Cobbler ink. A paintbrush is even included in the kit, so you can watercolor the sled. I think this only took me about 5 minutes – and that included coloring the sled. (Full disclosure – I used an aqua painter to color the sled. It was faster.)
And now, I have to tell you that I was ready to retract yesterday’s blog today. I stopped by the grocery store to pick up some things I needed for a craft project. And, of course, I picked up a few other things I hadn’t planned on. So, three bags later, I completed and paid for my order in the self-checkout lane, and…no receipt. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the guy running the self-checkout service desk waving something around. It was a receipt. “Is that mine?” I took his half nod as a yes. He didn’t bother to bring it to me. Who knows what mayhem could have erupted in the self-checkout lanes if he had taken the six steps away from his post to hand me my receipt. I shudder to think about it. (Yeah, I’m being sarcastic.)
So I picked up my purse, empty basket and three bags and walked over to the service desk. I didn’t have any extra hands, so he stuck the receipt between two of my fingers. “And you can put that” (pointing at the basket) “right there” (pointing at the basket holder thingy). I felt like saying, “Dude, seriously? You can’t take this basket and set it down? You’re right there.”
I smiled and thought how very differently this would have played out six months ago. One of the twenty-somethings I do trust with my future – my Wesley – used to be the head checkout coach at that store. Had he been there today, someone would have gotten extra training in customer service. Or a warning, because basket dude didn’t tell me how many gas points I had or when they expire. But, luckily for basket dude, my Wesley has gone on to a bigger, better, full time and more lucrative job, and the customer service at that store – sadly lacking now. Ah, well. Maybe that dear little girl across the street will get a customer service position there in a few years. Anyone who has the initiative to walk door-to-door with a pitcher of juice and cups when enough people aren’t stopping by her corner stand must certainly care about customer service. And I smile, again, at the thought of a girl 10 years younger than basket dude as his supervisor.
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