So the word is out, we will be moving to Illinois sometime this summer or early fall. There are already boxes being packed. We decided this sort of “all of a sudden” in May, and it has been taking up most of my time since.
This puts a huge kink in my woodworking plans for the summer as I’ve committed to doing a few custom jobs for people and I’m supposed to be building inventory for the Central Missouri Renaissance Faire in October. It took me three months to prepare for the last Faire we did, and I really need about double the inventory for this one, so my schedule was pretty full as it was. Now throw in a move to another state and possibly being without a shop for a few weeks and things are on the verge of panic-inducing.
I’ve managed to complete a furniture order which has helped get me back on track, and I’m just going to have to gut it out and make the time. I’ve got the best support network in the world, and having people in your corner who believe in you can make all the difference sometimes.
I’ve been told that there’s never a “good” time to fall in love, and I guess you can add to that, there’s never a “good” time to move.