Where did he go, George?

Well the entire month of May was a blur.  Where to begin. 
My partner (who handles all of the advertising/ business end of the shop) went away for a weekend to visit friends the first weekend.  This meant things were a bit hectic, but manageable. So there was a post at the beginning of the month.

However, the second weekend her father collapsed in his home and had to be rushed to the hospital.  After a few days of poking and prodding and tests they really still aren't sure what happened.  But needless to say that weekend and the week after were a whirlwind. 

The third weekend of May we had her family reunion.  And with her father sick, we still had to figure out how to get everyone there.  Definitely stressful. 

So the last weekend of May we decided to take the 3 day weekend off and do a lot of nothing.  Sorry, but I think we needed it. 

While all of this was going on, I had someone come in and ask me to do a prototype of a credenza with the promise of many more to come.  I took the time to talk with them and decided to start trying to see if I could work with them.  There's an old phrase about how sometimes it isn't everyone else.  They told me about all of the people who they had tried to work with and all of the things they had done wrong.  I had given them the benefit of the doubt because I know sometimes you really do just find a lot of people who say they can do more than they can.  But after a few weeks of back and forth with committees to make every little decision and nit picking about things that weren't reasonable for anything less than machine production (I wanted to move a heat vent 1/32 of an inch), all with the promise of lots of work - but not a lot of pay per piece, I decided this just wasn't going to be a good fit.  I let them know and they didn't even bat an eye as they took their stuff.  Which tells me that was a point they were accustomed to getting with people.  Yes it was a job, yes it might have even been a lot of work going through the shop.  But when they start out that unrealistic, there's a point where it just isn't going to be worth the amount of work and headache and problems. 

So, it's June now and my daughter will be graduating from high school next week.  So a lot of preparation is going into the last weeks of school and organizing the family to see her walk and for the party that comes after. 

I'll try to get a few blogs posted - but as May reminded me, you can't always get what you want.