Yep. Yesterday, I mailed about 25 oven mitt patterns to locations throughout the U.S. and to one very crafty Canadian island.
Only one of you mentioned that I was a bit crazy for doing this, and in hindsight you ALL should have told me that this was crazy idea. Or as my middle son put it, “Mom, you really should think about things before you offer to do them.”
As a small recap, here is what happened. For my 100th blog post, I wrote about making oven mitts and I invited you to post a comment saying you would like my oven mitt pattern. I would then send the first 100 commenters patterns.
That sounds simple enough, right?
Well, the first snag is that many of you have three very separate identities. You have your given name, your email address, and the name you use to post on blogs. These can all be very similar, in which case, I can figure things out. Or they can be very different. It which case, I have turn into a super sleuth to track you down. This would not have been an issue if I had responded immediately to each request, but I did not. I let them pile up into a confusing maze of lost identities.
Okay, I got that sorted out. Next it was on to tweaking the supply list and the instruction sheet for the pattern. This was not difficult. I have taught this pattern many times. A few clicks of my mouse, and I am printing out 25 copies of a home-made but tasteful pattern. Looking good.
Now for the moment when things go awry. I decided that because the mitt is too big to print on regular sized paper, that I would trace, cut, and hand notate each pattern.
As I was improving my hand printing skills–I had decided that was how I was going to look at this situation–I began to think about ways to streamline. How could I systemize this process? Good question.
When I went to the post office yesterday, I talked to my Postmaster about my reality. If I had used a 1/2” SMALLER envelop WITHOUT a clasp, my shipping costs would be cut in half. Now, that is good to know. I stocked up on the stamps I needed, and now I no longer need to go to the post office to mail these babies. I like these holiday Forever Stamps.
From there, I went to Office Max and walked across a sheet of ice in my sexy momma boots. Yes, I too question the wisdom of that move. But these boots are really cute and surprisingly stable on rough terrain.
Now that I am fully systematized, I welcome the next 75 requests for the oven mitt pattern. Bring it on. Just go to my 100th post and let me know you want one.
I am weirdly interested in sending out the entire 100. It feels like a Christmas give away to me, and I am enjoying that feeling. It is not only about the 100th post, but it is also about giving back to the universe of makers in a small way.
It brings me joy, and that is a good thing.