On our opening day.
ARG! Sooooo much prep work had been done for this chosen day, February 2nd. (2-2, my lucky number). I knew opening a shop in February was not ideal, but I had jumped anyway. I watched the forecast all week hoping that our little weather man would change that ominous snow cloud that hovered over Saturday.
I sighed and switched out my cute black high heels that I had planned to wear for my furry snow boots. It was time to go to work.
A few hours later the sidewalks were shoveled, the stage was set, and the coffee was hot. I hate to admit it, but the pessimist in me was starting to win at 8:55. I really began to think there was no way anyone was going to come through those swingy doors.
The first customers started to arrive at 9:00 on the dot. They kept coming all day long, and they didn't stop until 4:55 that afternoon.
I didn't hardly sit down the entire day. I wanted to hug every person who walked in stamping the snow off of their shoes. By the afternoon I started to realize this was really happening. People were showing up in the biggest way, and these people really got it.
At one point the snow started to fall again in big, fluffy snowflakes. With so many beautiful glass windows throughout the Carnegie, it almost felt like we were inside a huge snow globe. It made me catch my breath, and I silently thanked the Big Guy for working out all the details.
Even the snowy ones.