Slice of Life : Day 5 (actually 2)

Returning home from an evening with Gary & Shari (my parents), having had the most wonderful dinner of turkey, gravy, sweet potato casserole and green beans. Wine was also served 🙂

The time in conversation I have with my parents always leaves me feeling overwhelmingly blessed. Yet, a tad neural. Tonight’s main discussion: expanding my business. Moving my little fitness/dance studio from our current location to a bigger building to allow for growth. It’s been 4 years since we opened the studio and every year it has grown bigger and bigger until now it feels like it’s nearly bursting at the seams.

The lost and found at the studio used to be a single small grocery bag filled with little people’s personal belongings – a sock or two, a sweater. Today, while looking through our lost and found for a little girl’s leggings, I realized that we needed something bigger. The lost and found, now the size of a white garbage bag, was bursting apart with all kinds of shoes, socks, boots, sweaters, jeans, mittens, hats and lunch boxes……. yes lunch boxes…… Maybe this is truly an indication that it’s time to get something bigger.

Am I ready? Yes and no….. I “sock or two” is where I feel comfortable but “bursting apart” is exciting! Who knows, but I might not sleep tonight.

One thought on “Slice of Life : Day 5 (actually 2)

  1. I love this line, “Am I ready? Yes and no….. I “sock or two” is where I feel comfortable but “bursting apart” is exciting!” I can grasp the toggle going on in your mind and the deliberation taking place. Prayers as you decide what’s best for YOU! 🙂

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