I love the oven. I have always loved. And at school, in home economics lessons, and at home. She even graduated from a culinary school. I got married - especially since my talents came in handy. Oh, how my family loves to eat deliciously! Buns, pies, pies, cakes - so much more! I have a lot of my own, branded recipes. Everyone is just amazed at how beautiful and tasty everything is! It’s a pity that I didn’t manage to work by profession. So I jumped from place to place for several years. Nowhere lingered for a long time: the soul does not lie and that's all.
And then I got cut. And so the work was not so hot, and now this is not! And I got a real depression. I sat in nets for days. Husband to work, children to school - and I turn on the computer and drop out of real life. It helps badly, but at least I distract myself from gloomy thoughts!
It was then that I saw how a woman advertises her services. He bakes pies at home and sells them through social networks. Yes, she does it so smartly! And, apparently, there are a lot of clients, how happy she is! I saw that my pies are prettier, and more interesting in execution, and the recipe is more thoughtful.
I just fired up the idea, barely waited for my husband from work. I shared my thoughts with him - maybe I should also try to trade pies through the VKontakte group? Can't I, it's a simple matter!
Only I did not receive any support, my husband grunted skeptically, and then said:
- You were late, honey, about 10 years. All niches have been occupied for a long time, customers have been fed. Who needs you with your pies!
Even tears welled up in me from resentment. But I also decided to consult with my parents. And they actually laughed at me:
- You, daughter, bake pies well, but you are not a merchant! You will burn out, you will only spend food! And you will have to deal with taxes - can you do it? Live as you live. You have never had enough stars from the sky, you really need to look at things.
I sit as if spat upon. It's a shame to tears. It’s necessary, as native people think of me! They don't believe in me at all! And honestly, if they did, I don’t know how things would have turned out. And so anger took me. Ah well! Well, I'll prove it to you all!
I placed an ad - so, they say, and so, I bake delicious inexpensive pies, both traditional and according to author's recipes, I take orders for holidays, and I will make a cake for my birthday. And I have attached photographs of my works. It was my husband who once undertook to photograph my works, because every time they came out differently with me. So they came in handy. It turned out a lot, a whole catalog, about 30 pieces.
The most difficult thing was to wait for the first client. I thought, what if no one wants my pies? Or is the ad poorly composed? There were many fears.
But the holiday has come on my street too. Until now, as I remember, tears are welling up. Such a good woman, she ordered a whole bunch of pastries for a bachelorette party with girlfriends. I had already tried so hard that the next day three of her friends turned to me at once.
Things slowly started to go. A permanent clientele has emerged. And for me life began to play with new colors. Here, people appreciate my work, thank you! True, I tried with all my heart, I came up with all sorts of promotions, bonuses. She invented new recipes, got all her culinary books!
A year later, it became clear that things went well. The profit has already become tangible. My husband looks at me with different eyes. Said recently:
- I never thought that you would succeed! What a persistent and hardworking you are!
And it became so pleasant for me! And the parents admitted that their daughter was not entirely worthless. Mom now brags to her girlfriends - here, they say, her daughter is developing her own business!
We recently gathered with the whole family to celebrate my birthday. Both my relatives and my guests said a lot to me. And I also said:
- Dear ones! I want to say thank you! For being with me then, at the very beginning, frank, did not sweeten the bitter pill. Otherwise, until now I would have fluttered like a butterfly from work to work, not doing my own thing. So without you, I would not have done anything!
Mom even shed a tear. I love my family. And I will do everything to make them happy.
