As exciting as it was to sign that lease, when I wrote out the check for the security deposit and last month’s rent, I threw up in my mouth, just a little. Yah. I did. There’s no turning back now. It’s mine. I made a commitment. A long-term commitment. Something I used to be afraid of. If you’ve been reading my blog, you know I’m a little nuts when it comes to commitment. I’ve changed apartments and cars as much, if not more, than boyfriends. I’ve had more jobs that I care to admit, and a fear of becoming complacent, for as long as I can remember.
The good news is, I have been making progress. I’ve been living in this home for 15 years, married to my husband for the same amount of time…I’ve had this little business for 5 years and I think it’s safe to say those fears of my past are behind me now.
And when I think of my new space, I am filled with excitement, like, such an excitement that I could burst. I can imagine the possibilities. I can picture my customers walking in and seeing their faces. That’s what I’ve wanted for 5 years. I’ve wanted a place my customers can be proud of. The spaces I’ve had, were nice, but there was always work that needed to be done. Paint that needed to be picked out, floors that needed to be redone…lighting, ceiling tiles…so many little projects.
I am grateful for every one of my locations. It has brought me to where I am about to be. The past five years have taught me about persistence, dedication, and drive. When I lost my store a few years back, I learned just how badly I wanted to rebuild, and after six months, I found another little storefront to call my own.
I’ve been blessed with amazing, loyal and supportive customers, who’ve never deserted me. Who’ve followed me through every move. Who’ve believed in me through every obstacle.
This new location, this forever home, is for them.