Full Circle
I realized tonight when I was cooking dinner that we are actually out of flour at home, which is ironic since flour is basically a commodity in my daily life. I guess the whole “cobbler’s children have no shoes” thing really holds up, regardless of profession. (And let us not forget that PJP Buttonwood was four doors down from a cobbler. Remember that? FULL CIRCLE.)
Here’s what else is going on:
There are so many perks to small business ownership in a college town. That said, spring break Is a notable con. We have eight people out this week, so our entire family has been filling in for shifts.
Teen children of small business families need therapists specializing in “we never do anything interesting on school breaks or holidays because our family is always working” indignation. Ask me how I know there’s a market for that.
Once when I was in college I quit a job on voicemail after four days because I was assigned to the gift wrapping station and I was terrible at it. So on Monday when someone quit via text message, I say karma was just coming back for me. (In my defense, nothing about me suggests I excel at high-end gift wrap presentation. Still, I hereby apologize to said unnamed company with lovely gift wrap not done by me.)
We are trying to figure out our family vacation for this summer. As we all know, leaving one store for a week requires Xanax. so leaving two leaves me completely anxious and uncertain. (Actually though, that’s my resting state…so I guess I’m overthinking it.)
Though, this week was National Mom and Pop Business Day. And that’s really such an antiquated name for what small business is in 2022 America. It takes a household village, that’s for sure. I’m hereby suggesting a rebrand to National Family Business Day. Someone remind me to draft my TED Talk.
