They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks yet here I am, at 52, jumping into the unknown and opening a business I know nothing about yet know I will love. Great timing! The worst week in economic history since the great depression.
Who would have thought that a small sign in a Sebastopol window announcing "fused glass" would send me in a new direction in my life? Friends and husband in tow I went in to that little shop. The concept excited me but our vacation time was short so spending that time cutting and creating was not to be. It was our next trip to the Sonoma Valley, different friends, same husband, when I found, no insisted I spend, a free day away from the wineries I love creating a sconce for my home. My husband and friend made sushi plates. They, too, were hooked. We all decided it was a perfect add to the picture framing stores my husband started back in 1972.
Next week I'll try to remember what it was like to sit in a classroom and force useful knowledge into this brain filled with so much unnecessary minutia. Next week I'll start something new. Will people be interested? Will the business be successful? Will every piece of glass I touch fly to pieces or become an art piece? I'm excited. I'm scared. I'm beginning.
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