Blog posts. One of those things that can so easily come to a grinding halt. Either from writers' block, or because you are simply too busy.
For the past two months, it has been a real mix of both. Crazy busy with moving in, settling in, awards ceremonies (more on that to come), opening parties (again, later...), new term for the Sconchlet with new days at nursery, a new job for Mr Sconch, me signing up to be in more shows (no really, I thought 2 at once would be a great idea...). But also, just an amazing amount of emotion; emotion that has been so overwhelming I have been struggling to get anything down into words that are coherent.
So the next few blog posts will be a bit backwards and forwards in time. I write my blog, not only for you, but for me. So I have a record of what I've been doing. It's always lovely when I look back at old blog posts and see how far we have come. Only recently a Facebook Timehop thing came up to show me pictures of our first little rented space. And for the Sconchlet, I want to her to understand why I have chosen the path I have, and why sacrificed playdates and endless days stuck in the shop at the moment are so necessary.
So for now, where we are today...
We are in!!
Well that much was probably obvious. It has been sooo busy since we moved, with footfall in the shop at least quadrupling. We could go a couple of days without seeing any customers in the old shop, and now I quite often don't even get to put the 'Back in 5 minutes' sign on the door in order to go for a wee... Online orders are also up, which is proving quite a juggling act, with keeping them going out same day with a packed shop. We have an extra Craft'n'Cake session a week, on a Sunday afternoon, which is proving popular, and we have taken on another member of staff (more of that to come in a later blog post...)
So it is all good on the shop front. More than good really, it is pretty darn amazing...
On a personal front, things aren't quite as cheerful. I know they should be. The shop is going from strength to strength, and I might even be able to take a wage at some point in the near future (hahaha, oh how I laugh when people say this must be the best job EVER, making money from yarn...). But I'm not quite, um, settled?
I like routine, and I can't seem to settle into one. We are now almost at half term, and I don't feel I am at all any more with it than at the beginning... We are so often late for nursery (the Sconchlet and the dogs are keeping us up all night, so clearly the whole household is unsettled. Even the bearded dragon and turtles seem to be out of sync with sleep!) and I seem to spend my whole time rushing from one place to another.
There is increased admin with the move (much more stock in the shop, with more frequent deliveries), but less time to fit it in as there are more customers...so we have had lots of stay-at-the-shop-until-midnight days catching up with photography, adding things to the website etc.
Do you think routine will just come in time, or am I going to be permanently stuck in this crazy place of not knowing what I am doing?!
The Sconchlet calls me 'big-brother-rush-about' after one of the characters in one of ther favourite books (Bella Gets Her Skates On if you are interested) except, I think it should 'big-mummy-always-late'. So at least she find some amusement in all of this I suppose...
I think it doesn't help that I then feel guilty for feeling not-perfectly-happy. People keep asking me how it is going, and my stock answer is 'oh yes, really well' and then they ask am I glad I have moved, and I say 'oh yes, definitely', all with a big smile on my face, but all whilst actually wanting to sit and have a little cry because I am really quite tired and overwhelmed by it all.
This will pass, won't it?
Because look at how lovely my shop looks.
It really is very wonderful.