The First REAL Post In Weeks
Apr. 16th, 2011 08:01 pmI thank you heartily for indulging me through reams of memes and nests of tests, a rabble of drabbles and whims and other things I can't rhyme without getting raunchy. It's been a tough two weeks and I'm only at the point I can write about it. Filling in memes and taking tests and writing fun stuff are part of what got me through it with most of my sanity intact. My friends here and at home were the other thing that kept me from losing my hair and my mind.
We made the decision to close our business on April 1, and our last day at the shop was April 9. That week was the most chaotic, busiest of our history, and one woman griped, "I don't understand why you're closing if you're this busy." I snapped back, "Ma'am, if we had been this busy, we wouldn't be closing." Sheesh. Some people. We didn't shut our dream and our business cause we just felt like it.
We went through all the stages of grief, and now are pretty much lulled neutral. This past week the Hubs and I spent clearing out the place of stuff we wanted to keep, and arranging the stuff we wanted to sale at our final 'Yard Sale' which took place today. The weather was crap, and kept a lot of people away, but we still did okay. We are going to open up a few hours each day for the next week and try to sell off the rest of the stuff.
Most people didn't haggle - only the restaurant people did - over the most minute shizzle. I finally lost patience with one of them and said, "You know how much this stuff costs, and you know how much we are humiliating ourselves to sell this at such a loss. Just pay the damn price because you know you are getting a good deal." They paid my price. They even managed to look a little sheepish. I mean, we've broken bread with these folks!
Yes, I am sad. But the great Garth Brooks said it best: Our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance. We had the chance to make our dream come true, and for two and a half years, we did. We started a small restaurant in the middle of the worst recession since the 30's and managed to thrive for a little while. And I made the most amazing friends, one of whom turned me on to fanfic, which got me writing again, which brought me here. So, yes, I'm sad, and I'll cry when I'm alone for awhile, but I wouldn't have missed this dance for the world.
Now we face the dreary machinations of closing the business. Ho hum. at least we have a little money in our pockets to keep the wolves from the door while we look for gainful employment. I believe we will be okay.
Strangely enough, the Muse is very strong and nurturing, as he's always been, and I'm writing alot. Two of my dearest friends in the world,
mimimanderly and
sempraseverus , illustrated a little vampire fic I wrote last week, and I just received
mimimanderly 's original in the post, which is stunning.
I am loved. Every person who's walked in the shop door this week was glad that the Hubs and I weren't moving away. Some cried. Some brought chocolates and flowers. Most of them hugged me and told me they were sad the Vic was closing. Almost every scrap of tea, teapot and Vic souvenir is gone, snatched up by people who will miss us. I was ambitious. I wanted to create a legacy with this little shop. I created a great memory for a lot of people. And people still are asking for our recipe for chicken salad.
I'm going to be even more of an infant that usual for a few weeks, and I apologise, but I'll be here, doing my best Hermione Granger 'Like-me-please-like-me' imitation, so forgive me in advance. Thank you for being here.
We made the decision to close our business on April 1, and our last day at the shop was April 9. That week was the most chaotic, busiest of our history, and one woman griped, "I don't understand why you're closing if you're this busy." I snapped back, "Ma'am, if we had been this busy, we wouldn't be closing." Sheesh. Some people. We didn't shut our dream and our business cause we just felt like it.
We went through all the stages of grief, and now are pretty much lulled neutral. This past week the Hubs and I spent clearing out the place of stuff we wanted to keep, and arranging the stuff we wanted to sale at our final 'Yard Sale' which took place today. The weather was crap, and kept a lot of people away, but we still did okay. We are going to open up a few hours each day for the next week and try to sell off the rest of the stuff.
Most people didn't haggle - only the restaurant people did - over the most minute shizzle. I finally lost patience with one of them and said, "You know how much this stuff costs, and you know how much we are humiliating ourselves to sell this at such a loss. Just pay the damn price because you know you are getting a good deal." They paid my price. They even managed to look a little sheepish. I mean, we've broken bread with these folks!
Yes, I am sad. But the great Garth Brooks said it best: Our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance. We had the chance to make our dream come true, and for two and a half years, we did. We started a small restaurant in the middle of the worst recession since the 30's and managed to thrive for a little while. And I made the most amazing friends, one of whom turned me on to fanfic, which got me writing again, which brought me here. So, yes, I'm sad, and I'll cry when I'm alone for awhile, but I wouldn't have missed this dance for the world.
Now we face the dreary machinations of closing the business. Ho hum. at least we have a little money in our pockets to keep the wolves from the door while we look for gainful employment. I believe we will be okay.
Strangely enough, the Muse is very strong and nurturing, as he's always been, and I'm writing alot. Two of my dearest friends in the world,
I am loved. Every person who's walked in the shop door this week was glad that the Hubs and I weren't moving away. Some cried. Some brought chocolates and flowers. Most of them hugged me and told me they were sad the Vic was closing. Almost every scrap of tea, teapot and Vic souvenir is gone, snatched up by people who will miss us. I was ambitious. I wanted to create a legacy with this little shop. I created a great memory for a lot of people. And people still are asking for our recipe for chicken salad.
I'm going to be even more of an infant that usual for a few weeks, and I apologise, but I'll be here, doing my best Hermione Granger 'Like-me-please-like-me' imitation, so forgive me in advance. Thank you for being here.
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Date: 2011-04-17 12:55 am (UTC)I love your response to the hagglers! I used to haggle at garage sales, but never felt comfortable doing so. So now I don't. I figure that if I LOVE something, I will gladly pay what they're asking. And if I DON'T love it... why the hell should I buy it?
You WILL be fine. Sad for a while, yes, of course. But the Vic happened to you for a reason. I can only assume that it closed for a reason, as well. Whatever happens, rest assured that it's all part of your path.
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Date: 2011-04-17 01:34 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2011-04-17 01:55 am (UTC)Thank you for your kind words - they mean so much to us.
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Date: 2011-04-17 02:04 am (UTC)I am so proud that you were able to keep your dream alive for as long as you did. I am also proud that you actually had the balls to follow your dream, unlike so many people out there. *cough*me*cough* I can't wait to see where life takes you next because I know that with Dahlra and your husband with you, it will be amazing.
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Date: 2011-04-17 02:22 am (UTC)We'll be okay. I'm not looking forward to job hunting, but hey, that's the way it goes - as long as we can find something doable, we have enough hobbies and interests outside the job that keep us happy.
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Date: 2011-04-17 12:27 pm (UTC)Seriously, I can't think of this in any way but positive. We owe so much to the Vic - it enabled me to start writing again, it got us back into the theatre again, it opened doors that we wouldn't even have known were there. It was a blessing in every way. It just doesn't feel like a negative, even having to close. All through my life Dahlra has shown me the path, and said, "Here it is, off you go." If I followed it, great joy followed. If I was stubborn and didn't, or saw another shiny path and started running in spite of his warnings, I paid the price.
This path seems clear and perfect, and I can feel him leading me down it; he knows what's there, even if I don't, so I'm confident it's the right path to end now and to move on.
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Date: 2011-04-17 04:27 am (UTC)'You've got to give a little, take a little
And let your poor heart break a little'
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Date: 2011-04-17 12:29 pm (UTC)The Vic was wonderful, but there is something ahead equally wonderful. We just have to trust our instincts and plow ahead.
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Date: 2011-04-17 02:37 pm (UTC)And don't worry about memes and tests and drabbles. I actually like reading them!
- BlueRavenAngel
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Date: 2011-04-18 07:26 pm (UTC)She said Spellbreaker featured an Aussiefied Snape - WTF?
And she also said that The Sensual World had SS/HP - again, wha? HMM
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