Last week was a doozy. We were unpleasantly surprised by a few unexpected expenses, our landlords put the shop’s building up for sale, our delivery van is in all kinds of disrepair, and the shop is slower than we’d like because, ugh, summer. There’s more, but, you catch the drift.
Chad and I keep reminding ourselves to look on the bright side: The van conveniently wheezed it’s final breath in the parking lot of the shop, instead of leaving one of us stranded mid-delivery; and we have a great and fair mechanic that will get us back on the road in no time without having to sell a kidney. In the meantime, a busted van means family carpools to and from work and all of us getting home at a decent hour. Which leads to afternoon walks for Doak, catching up on the laundry and DVR, and home cooked meals before 9:00pm.
A lot of things are happening that are beyond our control, but we can control the way we deal with them. I’m dealing with cocktails, hot baths, and lots of prayer that everything will work out exactly the way it’s supposed to. Open hands.
Target top | Duro Olowu for jcpenney skirt | TKEES Foundations flip flops | Nine West hat