Laughing at Myself

Waiting is not one of  my strong suits!

It's been three weeks so I'm hoping sometime

 this week I can get started.

As soon as I get my paper license in hand, I will be opening

my etsy and I can be all legal, and stuff. 

I kinda need that so I can open the bank account

and have my cc machine switched over to 

The French Pressed Home so I can start 

swiping like a mad woman!

Instead of getting frustrated, I just have to laugh.

At myself.

Since Christmas is knocking on the door, I thought 

it would be fun to open a Pop Up store in town and 

contacted an owner of his partially unoccupied shop.

If children were not in the mix, I would definitely open

a store but I thought a temporary, seasonal boutique

would be fun and a great way to showcase 

what The French Pressed Home is and

what Black Rooster Cottage was.

He finally replied back and he is more interested in selling 

the whole building and not renting the last 1/4 of it {to me}. 

The other 3/4 of it is a restaurant, that is occupied, and the little unoccupied 1/4

of it has its own storefront with double glass doors

and is a fairly small room, which would have been perfect.

Drat. Or not drat.

I take these stop signs as "a sign" nowadays

and I don't get discouraged anymore.

There was a time that I would have been devastated over it

but have learned that I have a Guide redirecting me

to something that suits me even more.

Oh, you have NO idea of the kinds of things that swim through

this noggin of mine! The worst part is I have a man that is

just as nuts as me. Oy.

So, we'll stick to the designed plan and see what road that takes us down.

The next couple of months will be busy with shows to attend.

I'm super eager to head to Tennessee to

the City Farmhouse Pop Up Show.

Maybe next year, we'll load the trailer and be a part of it!

I hope things are very well with you all!

Have a wonderful weekend. xo