We have a saying in our family. It's one of the many I've brought to America with me from England. Although this one is from my many years of living in Wales. "It's like a Welsh bus. You don't see one for days, and then three turn up at once."
The Welsh bus has been a recurring theme over my last two weeks. The end of the year is always hectic. I close the office earlier than most, mainly because I don't want to chance orders that have been placed as Christmas gifts not arriving on time. I also re-open later than most, to allow me to focus on what needs to be done here behind the scenes. I try to run a tight ship, and I'm pretty hard on myself if I see any fraying of the main sail.
This year's two weeks end period has been demanding beyond belief. Looking back now, I can see that's been no bad thing. I don't think there was a single morning where I didn't wake up, and within two hours of the day's start I was Dorothy, and I'd been picked up and dumped down in a completely different day. It seemed like everything I'd waited for throughout the whole year suddenly decided to pay me a visit. Some things, I was like, "OMG, I'd forgotten about that?" Other things, it was like, "Oh... please no. Not now!"
And that brings me to Monday morning, the 13th of December... just five days ago. Though with what I've fit in to this past five days, it feels more like five weeks. The office closed on Sunday, the previous evening and I was looking forward to packing all the order boxes so that I could just sit down for two days and feel the calm. By 10am, the priorities for my two days of calm had all changed. Remember the chain store supermarket order I've been waiting on? That little bus I talked about, ready to leave the depot? Yeah, well, I'm no longer sitting at the bus stop. In fact, I'm on the bus, and it's already trundling down the road.
The order came in on Monday morning, and tonight as I sit here, at 10:30pm, 19 different Manor Hall products have already been delivered. The big reveal will come over the weekend, so stay tuned. Meanwhile, I leave you with a post about where it all started for me and my little Manor Hall.
See you tomorrow...