Coincidence? I think not:  The story of how we got into this business in the first place

High times, hard times, something the living is sweet, and sometimes there’s nothing to eat, but I always lands on my feet. -Newsies

When I say God in this post, I mean whatever higher power you believe in, even if that is your inner voice, your intuition, or your conscience leading you in your decision-making.

It’s funny how things work out. When we moved to Seattle from Utah, we kept our Salt Lake house. We moved in 2007 and couldn’t sell our house for what we wanted, so we decided to keep it and rent it out. We then used the house as a line of credit. Fast forward 7 years to 2014 and we had $40,000 saved in this line of credit, but the line was about to close and the money would be unavailable to us.

We had been looking at some investment opportunities and decided to take the 40k out to invest. Then things spiraled. I was a stay-at-home mom, and Damon had made it all the way through the great recession without losing his job. But in October 2014, he lost his job, and instead of investing that money, we kept it to live on while we planned our next move.

Things lined up in such a way that we used that money, along with Damon’s retirement to get into the business we are currently in. 

We’ve had flush times and we’re-not-taking-a-paycheck-this-month times. We’ve paid off loans, and bought a few more businesses. And now we’re in a position where we can put some money away again. Whew! 

But I started to get nervous and a little resentful toward God, and I couldn’t figure out why. I trust God. I’ve always had a good relationship with God, and I feel her love very strongly in my life. Over the last year, I’ve come to love her back immensely and trust her unequivocally. Pretty much I dedicate everything I do to her.

I am really excited about the investment we are working toward. Part of me, the part that remembers how hard it has been at times during the past 5 years of business ownership, is a little resentful, and fearful that the money I’m saving for our next venture is going to be taken away, or need to be used for something other than what I have it earmarked for. 

Then I came to realize that the money isn’t mine anyway. Just like blood, air and water, money needs to move. It can’t stay stagnant or it becomes diseased, and I know and trust that the universe sees things that I can’t. I’ll continue to save that money and build toward the investments I’m so excited about, but if the universe has other plans for that money, then so be it. I’m up for those plans, whatever they are.

Actually, I’m excited to see how it all turns out.