and since nobody really follows this thing yet.. I can post some things here in relative privacy..
My beloved Governors lost tonight to the Tennessee Vols. Just like every year, they give a ray of hope and then break your heart. It might be a long season for me.
I've been working really hard trying to get my bike shop open... . . so many hoops to jump thru..
Lease agreements, partnership agreements, bank accounts, vendor relationships, city and county and federal and state licences and tax numbers, changing over utilities, ordering inventory, storing the inventory, doing necessary renovation type stuff to the rental space so that it looks more like a functional bike shop and less like a nicotine stained, neglected loan office; building a facebook page, trying to figure out the twitter thing, building bikes, moving all my tools and stuff, cleaning, painting, washing floor, building things, paying fees. . .. ugh!
Ok just to go into a little detail. . . It costs $50 just to ask if you can put up a sign for your buisness. Whether or not it is approved is irrelevant. $50. Thanks.
To get electricty from CDE costs $986. You read that right. $986. Just to turn that shit on. That fee was avoided by my partner (dad) signing a note that said if we didn't pay the electric bill for the shop, not only would they cut the power off there, but at his home as well. They couldn't get me that way; I'm on CEMC.
I've had bicycle stuff piled up in my garage for about the last month.
The tennant in the shop before me said they would be out by nov. 1. They weren't. That was a setback.
Things are moving slower than I want, but that's the way it is. I've really been so focused on the bike shop thing that I haven't really had brain space to stop and think and relax and all that.
In better news . . . I've got an awesome little girl coming in January. I can't wait. All three people who follow my blog already know this, but I'm super excited. I don't know how it's all going to work out smoothly . . . work, bike shop, wife, baby daughter, awesome 6 year old son, bills, dad as business partner, lame ass basketball season that I would normally look forward to but now I dread, etc . . . but somehow I know it all will. I've got help from people who care . . . and that goes a long way sometimes. It's all exciting and scary at the same time.
I'd like to have the time to blog more, but like I said.. . .
Going to bed. New mattress at for me at station 8. sweet.
