Business Start-up

Tony and I are in the planning stage of reopening Down Home Designs as Down Home Design & Glass.  We decided to incorporate the practical aspect of flat glass installation....windows, glass shelves and table tops, and mirrors.  I contacted the Internal Revenue Service last week about changing the name of the business, and also contacted the state of Texas for the Sales Tax Permit, which we have to wait for.  After that, I'll get the banking set up.  I've already given notice to Walmart that I am quitting effective November 3.  That was the scariest part!!  The thought of actually giving up stable income to try entrepreneurship once more  was like jumping into cold water for a swim.  Clarification:  icy, cold water.  Butt-naked! lol  I guess I could go back and rescind that, but today I feel braver and look forward to the next few weeks as we get everything in order.

Aging

I am sure others feel this way.  I am not accustomed to being 40 something.  I'm not used to slowing down, dealing with aches and pains, watching silver hair slowly replace the auburn.  Why is this particularly so right now?  It is affecting my work performance.  I am standing/walking 8 hours on a cement floor, and my feet are nearly on strike.  This week has been especially painful.  I have bought different shoes...Dr. Scholl's in fact.  Yesterday, I came home with extra cushion inserts and some peppermint-flavored epson salts to soak in, as a last ditch effort.  I have to admit that soaking them felt very nice.  It did absolutely nothing for the pain or swelling, but my feet were softer and it was quite a diversion watching Nacho watch my toes wiggle in the water he was wishing to play in!  I am open for suggestions.  If this doesn't work, I'm guessing a doctor visit may be in order.  God, you know I hate doctors!  Ok, yes.  There is the issue of not exercising as I should.  And, yes, I probably could do without the chocolate breaks at work, and eat healthier.  But here I am.  This is the me I have grown to be.  I'd sure love to gain back some years.

Puppy Power!

I am so proud of our dogs today!  They let me out of the house to run errands for two hours!  Sounds funny, doesn't it?  Nacho, our Black Lab, has separation anxiety issues.  When Andrew lived at home, we pretty much had someone at the house all the time.  Now, I'm trying to ween him, primarily.  Scamp, who appears to be Great Dane, with perhaps some St. Bernard, isn't quite as attached.  Oh, he loves us alright.  He's just more laid back.

We found Nacho about a week after we lost our beloved dog Reba, who had lived with us for years.  Reba was like a grandmother to the kids.  She stayed near them, and if she thought I was scolding a little too long or a little too loud, she would give me that look.  She was a big part of our family.  Tony and I were going to get groceries and saw a man on the side of the road with a "free puppies" sign.  Tony wanted to look.  We stopped, and the man had one sad, little puppy left.  This poor thing laid in the back of his pickup like he had just lost his whole family, and maybe he did.  We both fell in love, loaded him up and turned around to go home.  He was so scared and sad.  When we got him inside, Kelcie dropped to the floor crying, in part because Reba's death was still so fresh for us, but also because here was another dog that she could love.  Nacho immediately went to her and they both fell in love.  It was absolutely beautiful!

The anxiety issues soon surfaced.  We came home from church one Sunday and Nacho had tore up our livingroom sofa.  That's when someone started staying home with him and Scamp.  It wasn't a good idea either as we are still trying to teach him that we do come home when we leave.  Even mornings, when Tony's getting ready for work and Kelcie's getting ready for school, Nacho is apt to run off with a jacket or pillow, acting out because he knows someone is getting ready to leave.

Today, however, I came home after running errands in town, and there was nothing tore up!!  No accidents on the floor.  Just two extremely happy dogs greeting me at the front door.  I think our little puppy is finally growing up!