For those of you that remember the shop, you won't believe it's a year today since we closed its doors. A full 12 months have whizzed by and it kind of doesn't seem possible really. Don't worry, this isn't going to be a 'woe is me' piece, it's just a little nod to my lovely shop.
Having your own shop is great fun but it takes up every waking minute and you do become a bit of a slave to it. Unless you have worked in a shop, you don't really have a clue as to the amount of behind the scenes work that takes place. The 'blood, sweat and tears' take place off-stage and the shop floor is a place of beauty, calm and tranquility with a bit of theatre thrown in - you've only got to watch Mr Selfridge to see what I mean...
You are constantly juggling your diary and staff rotas just to make sure that the shop is manned and one of the consequences is, you miss life stuff.
Now that so many months have passed, I admit that there are some aspects of being a shop girl that I miss - but I have to say, I think I have finally got my life back.
Like any business, running the website also has its challenges, but as you aren't totally on show all the time, it does makes it easier to fit more things in.
To make up the working hours, sometimes I might be at my desk in the early hours or on a few occasions for most of the night, but in return I've been able to catch up with friends and family loads, join a Pilates class, enrol on a six week cookery course taught by the gorgeous Susie Pajares, walk in the park for an hour a day (based on being paranoid that being desk bound was going to turn me into a Sumo type shape) and generally do stuff that normal, non-shop people do. And I LOVE it.
So, if you are planning to do something different with your life or perhaps you have no choice and it's thrust upon you, I wish you the best of luck. I also hope that you will be very happily surprised at how your life turns out.