A few months ago I planned a vacation to Hawaii for the end of July. A long vacation. 10 days to be exact--one of the longest vacations I've taken in years. Little did I know when I gave Fed (boyfriend) the go-ahead to book the flights that I'd be closing my shop in the interim. Now the time has come that we're packing up and actually moving out. As I write this I'm actually procrastinating so I don't have to do the thing I'm supposed to be doing: taking down the giant velvet curtain in the back of the shop. By the time I leave on Friday morning the shop will be totally empty and ready for our bad landlord to take it back.
The thing is, I'm actually a little relieved by the timing. Since a month ago when I first closed the shop I've had July 28th in the back of my head as the deadline for figuring out what the next move would be. Here we are now--with a white room for a shop and a lease being prepared for the next adventure. I am looking forward to going away and not having to worry about if the shop is properly staffed for the weekend or if something crazy will happen while I'm gone. All the crazy has already happened. I feel a little guilty for abandoning my team for so long at such a weird transition time, but there's lots of work to be done and lots of fun things to look forward to. I'm sure they'll be 100% fine and I'm already excited to come back to work refreshed and ready to dive right into making the new shop exactly what it looks like on all the scraps of paper I've been piling into my office mailbox.
Does it look bad that I'm leaving town while all of this is going down? Probably. But I have to live my life! And I'm sure that I've got all my bases covered and that I've planned for everything the right way. I realized the other day that the same thing happened when I first opened the Forsyth St. shop. I signed a lease and then left days later for a sloth-spotting trip that Fed had planned for my birthday. When I came back I was well equipped to hit the ground running and was probably better off mentally than I'd have been without that time away. Maybe this is going to become a regular thing--I'll plan all of my vacations to be timed around majorly stressful life changes. For now, I have boxes to pack and lists to make.