In the past year, I have been teased multiple times with the prospect of working full-time. Monday, August 20th 2018, I was waking up to start my new journey(after 9 years of patiently waiting) and there was a fire on the other side of the wall of my building. I couldn’t work up there for a while and thankfully a couple colleagues stepped up and let me utilize their massage businesses to keep mine running.
During this time some idiot lady sped through an intersection to avoid a police officer seeing her expired plates, I struck her and totaled the front end of my car. She didn’t have a driver’s license or insurance, she left in handcuffs.
A couple months later I was able to return to my massage room part-time, with the hope of a remodel and finally beginning full-time work in January.
In October, I took a Thai class and on the last day I was driving home and my enormous 60+ year old tree fell in my back yard.
In December, I did 3 massages and had multiple cancellations due to remodels at work and random days where I had a fever for 24 hours. 5 weeks in a row…omg
And finally, January 6th, kids were back in school full-time, Shanti was finally reopened, I was scheduled up and it was then that I was forced to decide if I wanted to stay in Maplewood or move and, I decided it was time to move. The first week of Feb was the end of my 4 years in Maplewood. January brought lots of snow and the sudden death of my grandma. I was closed most weekends. Just as I was fully booked my last week at Shanti, I had a horrible illness(finally came in like a beast) and was in bed with a 102 fever for days. I had to clean out my space while sick and feeling horrible. Cleaning out my room was not easy to do, but I was grateful the kids were in school. During Feb/Mar a friend let me use her massage business to continue working until I found a new space.
At the end of March I asked a friend if she knew of anywhere and that’s when I met my landlady. She’s wonderful, has great morals and sound judgement. I finally settled down in Kirkwood, and worked to build my business to full-time status. Then summer hit before I had enough money/clients for child-care and I had to cut my hours.
Cut off my finger tip. It grew back.
My son stabbed himself with an EpiPen.
During the month of June I had a part-time schedule, and for the past week weeks I’ve been closed in order to be at the hospital with my mom, who has an unexpected illness. My dad has dementia, my sister doesn’t drive, and both of my brothers live out of town. The responsibility fell on me.
My husband went to the ER.
I have done about 4 massages since June 18th(with lots more on the books, woo) and I’m desperately waiting for August 14th, when the kids go back to school, and I can (and if it doesn’t happen I’m gonna freaking lose my mind) GO FULL-TIME. GAH.
In the past 11 months, I’ve had nothing but road blocks. I have been trying my absolute best to keep building/maintaining but its really hard when you just don’t have the time.
I’m so thankful to all my regulars that have stuck out this shitty year with me and kept scheduling monthly or as often as I had time. I have lost some clients, and I’m very sad about it, but I understand. All in all, I’m really happy with my new room, landlady, and the beauty that is Kirkwood.
For the LOVE OF EVERYTHING. I just want to work.