I gave my 2 weeks notice.   I am off the chains and leash of Corporate America.  I caught snippets of former and current Goldman Sachs employees in the congressional hearings  this week, and it was quite enjoyable for me to see them squirm in their chairs.  But I went to a college that gave birth to a lot of those boys so it’s a love/hate relationship.

I’M working with a great gal that will help me understand the ins and outs of distribution.  The fear now is if I can keep up with production.  Stone grinding will always be done by hand.  When you automate everything, whether it be perishable or nonperishable goods, it takes a lot of character away from it.  As my friend Leslie says when it’s handmade, “you can feel the energy that the person put into it when you eat it.”  I like machinery, but with anything you have to draw that fine line of how much is too much.

THE life of a small business owner is crazy.  It is the birth of a child.  I don’t have a child and babies are much cuter.  The hope is to have a little one on the way, but this is my baby for now.   Ok, I’m actually at work right and I still am a slave for the next couple of weeks.  But I had to take a little time out to share with you the heavy burden lifted off my shoulder.

World….here we come!

Blessings!  Patricia