In the whole scheme of things, I had a pretty sucky weekend. Nothing life threatening, and I am thankful for that...just a crappy, sad couple of days. First, a while back I told you guys about my competitor closing, and that her two designers wanted to come work for me. I was uneasy in my stomach because while I was excited to grow my business and knew they would bring business with them, they both wanted top dollar compensation and specific hours, and I almost felt like they were trying to push me around. Well, they have now decided to open their own shop rather than come to work for me. I know it was a God thing that it didn't work out, but I am a tad disappointed as I could have really grown my bottom line. So the big plans I was making will now have to be scaled back a bit, but I still plan to go forward with much of it.
Secondly, my oldest who is a senior in high school said goodbye to three of her 4 best friends, including her boyfriend of two years as they are off to college. Great kids, in our house EVERY day. She is soooo sad. And we are too. I think I will need a straight jacket next year when she leaves. I am already a little verklempt as she starts doing the "lasts" that come with senior year. Last pep rally, last homecoming, last time she is in our community parade....she also has some firsts, like senior pictures that make her look 25, and taking one class at the local community college.
My youngest turns 8 today, and told me last night that she considered herself grown up enough that she didn't need me to tuck her in at night anymore.
I just need time to stop for one day, one moment, so I can savor it that much more. And, it doesn't help that I turn 44 tomorrow. I just feel old...and tired.
I am a total dork, I know...but thanks for listening.
Secondly, my oldest who is a senior in high school said goodbye to three of her 4 best friends, including her boyfriend of two years as they are off to college. Great kids, in our house EVERY day. She is soooo sad. And we are too. I think I will need a straight jacket next year when she leaves. I am already a little verklempt as she starts doing the "lasts" that come with senior year. Last pep rally, last homecoming, last time she is in our community parade....she also has some firsts, like senior pictures that make her look 25, and taking one class at the local community college.
My youngest turns 8 today, and told me last night that she considered herself grown up enough that she didn't need me to tuck her in at night anymore.
I just need time to stop for one day, one moment, so I can savor it that much more. And, it doesn't help that I turn 44 tomorrow. I just feel old...and tired.
I am a total dork, I know...but thanks for listening.