COMPLETE PANIC MODE TODAY. but i’m over it.

Listen, I’m not blaming anyone or anything like that but today was a crap show and it’s only 2PM. The stars did not align for me today but it happens. I went to Subaru at 9 to get an oil change because oops, I hadn’t gotten one since July apparently. Need new tires. That’s not not expensive. Need new brakes. SUPER. So that’s done with.

I stopped by the office to say hi to dad and was pleasantly surprised to see a girl I used to babysit who is turning 20 tomorrow.. and starting an internship at my dad’s. I feel REAL old. What happened to dolls and braiding your hair, Rachel!?

I talked to my brother and sister in law about an important but difficult to make decision which wasn’t supposed to add stress but now that I’m here writing I’m unfortunately stressed.

I get an email from this really nice woman from the town only looking to help me but was shocked to see it was a bummer of an email actually. Turns out I can’t do classes and tastings because they really wouldn’t be private. Graze is a public space and I’m marketing to the public so the private events I hold aren’t actually private? SO, the fact that I already marketed two classes with some type of food and drink consumption on premises, I really can’t. I hustled home with an overtired baby, put him down, edited the posts, re-wrote the details, blasted out the most uncomfortable email to everyone who signed up and crossed my fingers that I wouldn’t get any negative feedback. Guys, I honestly thought (and heard with my own ears and with a witness) that these classes were OK as long as they were private. I mean, how else do I hold a private class without telling the public? I don’t have time to think about this anymore, I have to make sure everyone who has signed up either receives a refund or if they decide to participate, still come for a good time minus eating and drinking, but bring home a ton of food? I thank the woman who emailed me from the town even though I was panicking all the way home and being like nah, I should just call it quits and start working for my dad. RIP GRAZE. I know things like this happen all the time and I like to be prepared for such events but sometimes you just can’t steer clear. It was a blessing in disguise because obviously I wouldn’t want any issues with the town being a month and a half into my opening so maybe the stars did slightly align today. Anyway, I’m starving and now I need to wait for email replies and rethink classes. Might just hold a couple board nights a month. Make a board, take a board home. No eating, no drinking, no trouble.

See ya, George is waking up from his nap. He’s the best part of my day.

Abby