There is many a night I can't sleep, and tonight is one of them. Or should I say this morning? As I lie awake, thoughts of my family are foremost on my mind. I am so proud of the Machinist for caring for us and considering me the way he does. "I'm so excited for you, Babe. Are you excited, too? Your dream is finally coming true. Can you believe we are going to be shop owners?". I can't describe how grateful I am for his support and encouragement. Each time I worry about making pies (how will they turn out in bulk? How many should I start with? Will people like them? etc etc) the Machinist is fast to assure me that my pies will be 'absolutely delicious'. The other day, when we went equipment shopping, he was like a little child. Being a Machinist, he loves machines and equipment and has to scrutinise each button / knob / mechanism and function. His skill and knowledge gives me peace of mind. I know that we have the best we can afford. Even if we are up to our eyeballs in debt now...
I am also so proud of our children, too, who have each gone out to work elsewhere, seeing as the primary family business is quiet at this time. Less than four months ago, we all worked together. Now, the children set out to different destinations at different times on different days. One sets out at 'sparrows fart' (as the Machinist calls it), finishes early afternoon and waits for a lift home. One sets out at a decent hour and finishes at a decent hour, but has to pick up the other, in a different town. One sets out in the early afternoon and finishes late, arriving home even later. There's hardly a day when we are all at home, together. On the rare occasion that we are, we try and make it a memorable occasion.
"All for the Greater Good", we chide each other on.
I look forward to the day when we will once again work together in a new family business