Jun 28

Signs, Swans and Serendipity

Hi Everyone. Welcome Back to the TPC Blog.

I know what you are all thinking why Swans I thought she was a Goose. This Swan adventure has nothing to do with my Goose Syndrome. This has to do with my new sign at my office.

I love marketing and signs and anything that is cute. Ideas are always jumping in my head like popcorn so I really should have had marketing as my mundane job. I think I would have been good at it. I guess it’s never too late but I’m way too tired to take on another job of the mundane type. I know boring…. does she ever stop complaining this one?

Anyway…..my sign is the best sign. It is so beautiful. If you get a chance pop by and see it at my office at 19 Scugog Street in Bowmanville. I’m only there by appointment so I probably won’t be there to say hi but you can see my sign nonetheless.

One of the other tenants offered me this sign spot and I was totally elated. Like how cool is that right? Opportunities don’t come our way like that every day. People can be so sweet can’t they. Thank you Heather for letting me use your sign. (Heather operates Advanced Nails in Bowmanville.) You’re the best.

Given this opportunity I then went out to try and find someone to design my sign. I don’t know how many people have ever tried to buy a sign but it was a hard adventure. I thought it would be so easy and everyone would be as excited as I was. Not the case. Most people would just say send me the size and what you want and we’ll give you a quote. Hello? If I wanted to do all the work I wouldn’t be calling you. I thought maybe I was repeating a pattern like when I told my friend Kaleigh what I wanted in my website she said Sharon “Million Dollar Idea on a Beer Budget” (considering I don’t touch alcohol this was making me a bit nervous). She was right but eventually with Mouth Media’s and my gifted illustrator’s help (who are both the best in the business by the way) it was accomplished. It’s probably a little complicated for most people who zoom through life at lightening speed and don’t have the patience to wait for the butterfly but personally I love it and wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Do you think I will ever learn to stay on topic in my blogs?

(One more diversion here…I think my friends, family and husband are happy I have a blog that way I don’t have to bore them with my stories. I see their eyes gloss over they aren’t fooling me.)

So my heart is broken as time is a wasting and no sign. Not even a prospect. Like I always do I surrendered it up and asked for the right person to come to me. A few days later I’m talking to my sister-in-law Kimmi and I said just thinking out loud I need a sign. I’m so frustrated. Kimmi said try Swan Signs they’re the best.

Yippy! I was so excited because I knew that this was the one. I called and Carol was so wonderful. She surely went out of her way to make everything work. She went to the site a few times. Did all the measurements. Put in the sign. Coached me with what to put on. I even ordered one for my upstairs window which fit perfectly! They are both gorgeous.

The funny part was that she quotes James 3:17 from the Bible on her site which is a beautiful verse by the way. As soon as I read that I thought oh great I find the perfect person and she’s going to not deal with me because I’m a psychic (I think I have past life witch issues here) and she’s like in the first email. I’d love to do your sign.

As my friend Heather always says when something happens “God is Good”.

Now The Psychic Cottage has the best signs that ever existed. I even heard my son say to someone “Mom’s sign is sick”. At first I thought oh no my sign is sick and then I remember” sick is good”. Oh ya Mom is cool for once. (It must be hard to have a Psychic for a Mom. My son said the other day “Mom I think your Seratonin is too high and that’s why you see things”. Kids gotta love them. )

Here’s my blog quote:

“Serendipity is putting a quarter in the gumball machine and having three pieces come rattling out instead of oneā€”all red.” – Peter H. Reynolds

Amen Brother on that one.

Until we meet Again, Sharon

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