It’s hard to kick old habits.

It’s hard to kick old habits.But I’ve got one I am ready to let go.
I’ve spent most of my life shlepping my business around as a pop-up shop.

As far back as 2002 I was vending at the Fremont Sunday Market under a 10x10 canopy selling vintage clothing and my Upcycled faux fur handbags.

I eventually built a 24ft pop up trailer. Just as hard, Maybe harder. Because it was so big, I just took more stuff with me. (more, more, more… wth🤪)

Being a pop up shop is hard work.The application process, the coordinating, the anticipation, the anxiety, the packing, the set up, the weather, eating from a cooler, the long days, the break down, the unpacking.

You get the picture. That shit is not for the faint of heart. It takes days to prepare and days to unprepare.Which leads me to my next question.

Why do I keep saying yes to pop ups when I just spent a year of my life building a beautiful brick n mortar?

Is it fear of missing out?
Am I addicted to being exhausted?
Am I living out old behaviors in a new setting?
Is it all of the above?

I think it’s all the above, and I think it’s time to quit.