I'm going old school.
Blogger is where I attempted to blog way back in the day--I've since deleted that attempt. I tried other places over the years, including Wordpress, but have never found the proper footing. Everything always feels forced. So, it's back to where it all began for some possible inspiration.
There is no reason for me to start a blog today. I haven't even attempted a plan of what the subject of this blog will be. Honestly, I should be knocking tin at this point of the day. It is my job, after all. Well, it's not entirely my job. My assemblers take care of much of the knocking of tin these days. It's my job to design and make sure they are fabricating the parts correctly. I'm the owner, so I'm running the business daily as well—another one of my many hats in this 3-4 person operation.
The day has not gone to plan; it never does. Running a growing micro-business, mostly on my own, is getting more daunting by the day. I have trouble saying no, and it's beginning to catch up with me and the business. The last thing I should be doing right now is writing a blog post. Yet, here I am.
My fears are what most business owners fears would be, I imagine—no more business coming through the doors after saying no to a customer. I say yes to everything. And it's beginning to overwhelm the shop and me.
We do good work, so companies use our service. I think that's why anyway? Maybe it's because the price is right? Perhaps it's because I'm overly accommodating? Both of those may be true, but I hope it's because we do a good job.
I enjoy business. I love reading and learning about it, especially the investment side of the coin. The financial markets fascinate me, so I follow them rather carefully. Today, they are trading like I feel: terrible.
I also enjoy owning and running a business; it's led me to want to understand myself and the markets as a whole. I'm learning something every minute, especially on the bad days.
Days like today feel like there is nowhere to go but down. I'm not that pessimistic, but days like this do render me feeling rather helpless.
The only thing to do is to keep moving forward.
I guess my goal here is to write about whatever is interesting to me, along with what's going on in my sheet metal shop. My life is the shop, and the shop is my life.
Thanks for reading.
Talk Soon, KT