My favorite color is red. I laugh really loudly. Because, when something is funny, I love it. I love old fashioned things of all kinds. My home is filled with them, which annoys some of my children. I am good at that. I have seven amazing children and an even more amazing granddaughter. I think I am afraid of growing old more than anything. And I am an entrepreneur. Maybe, purple. Maybe that is my favorite color. I want to share these things about myself and answer some questions about this crazy business that I have started. I am blogging. Yep. Blogging. A little nervous about it… but here it goes...
Waking up on a Sunday morning to sit on my back porch and watch a beautiful sunrise over a recently harvested corn field, where I hear the sound of grain carts rattling as they pass the other side of the house, and the laughter of my boys playing on an old tire swing is grounding as I start my day. What is your Sunday morning like?
I wanted to build a few farm tables. -You just never know where your adventures will take you. That is where I was. The thought was a simple one. I would do what I loved, and then share that love with others. Boy how that snowballed.- I mean simple never really works out for me.
But simple and easy, well that is not really me.
The timing was perfect. The desire to leave the corporate world that I had accidentally become trapped inside of consumed me. Time was passing me by too quickly. Disappointment in the dog eat dog business life was getting harder and harder to stomach.
Don't let what you don't have stop you.
A 45 foot tall Gambrel barn = a lot of lumber, I could not let a little thing like no money or no clue what to do stop me. I knew as I stood there agreeing to take this barn down that no one was going to believe this, but it could be done. And I was going to do it. My big idea was on its way to fruition.
Sometimes when I walk into these old barns, it’s hard not to be overwhelmed. The expansive height and the weighty beams are really beyond imagination in those first few steps through the barn doors.
Despite the urge to jump right in with assessing and measuring, I take the time to just stand or sit in the loft and absorb it all.