The month of May was incredibly busy. In fact, this year thus far has been incredibly busy. It's amazing. I'm not complaining. But the truth is, there's a reality behind this busy-ness that is an absolute balancing act. From the beginning, this blog has been about truth and honesty. I intend to keep it real. So here goes...
First & Bloom is in its third year now. It's still in start-up mode. Some days I can't think straight I'm moving so fast. Other days, I'm like... come on phone- ring! Today is one of those days.
It's been many years now, but I once took up knitting. I remember saying to someone I liked it because I felt busy while sitting and "doing" nothing. This usually involved watching t.v. There was something about it that kept my mind going while trying to relax. In reality, I think this was my conscious trying to convince myself it was ok to do just that, nothing. Because when I'm just sitting in front of the t.v., I feel guilty for doing nothing. So... knitting was something that didn't make me feel so guilty. This is an absolute crock... I now realize.
With that said, the last 6 months, has been in go-go-go mode with my business. I was planning the Valentine's Day Pop-up shop before the turn of the new year, then I rolled immediately into the Northwest Flower & Garden Show, Easter, Secretary's Day, the Mother's Day Pop-Up Shop, my weekly business accounts, and many more daily deliveries. Then there's the marketing, the accounting, trips to Seattle for fresh flowers, go talk to this person, check in on that person, squeeze in a meeting here, wedding consultations, all the deliveries and let's not forget about the cleaning of the buckets! (I seem to have a never ending pile of dirty buckets right now.) The list goes on and the hours start piling up. And it's just me. Don't get me wrong, I love it. However, when I'm working to make someone else's life a little more special, it's the home front that feels it.
Walk into my house and you will likely see a pile of dishes in the sink or a load of laundry needing to be folded and carried upstairs. The floors always need vacuuming because we have an 11 year old yellow lab who sheds nonstop. You might step on several Hot Wheels cars or trip on multiple pairs of shoes at the doorway.
And my car... Not sure we should go there. Monday, Wednesday, Friday, I'm hauling my 5 year old to and from school. Always with breakfast on the go. Tuesday and Thursday he's home with me. So I juggle trips to the post office, the grocery store, Costco, soccer practice, and swim lessons. Multiple, and I do mean multiple stops at coffee shops for recharging. The empty snack bowl sitting there just one more day. The pile of secondhand items I need to drop off.
Oh the number of times I've had to say just 5 more minutes because I need to follow up on emails or finish one more arrangement. Or I squeeze it in at night after my son has gone to bed because I just couldn't focus enough. Grandma needs to go to the doctor, oh but can we swing by the grocery store really fast for more fruit.
Ugg... the sheets need to be cleaned and the bathrooms. The tires need changed, the plants need to be watered.
And it doesn't stop.
Does any of this sound familiar?
What I'm trying to say here is when business is great, something else is probably slipping. Or if the house looks great, then non-urgent business action items probably took a break. It is an absolute balancing act. If I'm not feeling guilty about not pushing hard enough with new business, then I'm feeling guilty about telling my son I have to work on flowers and can't play Monopoly or Checkers with him. If I'm not feeling guilty about the doughnut I ate on National Doughnut Day... ok... ok... it was TWO doughnuts, then I'm feeling guilty about my fluctuating curves that have been neglected for years because I choose to take a breather in front of the t.v.
The phone rings and it's a friend of a bride who you did a wedding for last year. And her friend is getting married in three weeks and needs a florist.
And you remember that all your hard work is making a difference.
The phone rang as I was typing this post.