That was last year

New Year's morning started out wrong. Upon arriving at work I found I had been robbed with a rock being thrown through the glass door at the shop. I had advertised an open house on New Year's and wasn't worried about crepe sales, but was planning to put out goodies and spend the day with my dear customers munching on chips and beef stick and playing Scrabble, Cribbage, Pictionary - you name it, with whoever wanted to join me. It was taking me back to the tradition of being a child where our house was a "hang out" with munchies about and all of the kids playing ping pong or whatever games while the adults played their pinochle.

Whoever broke into the place brought a new meaning to "open house." It was more like "open door." The Gresham P.D. came out, and I was so happy to find the officer on call was one of my dear customers. The GPD did a thorough review and report and went on their way. They tried to help me find a glass shop open New Year's Day, but that was close to impossible.

The winds were horrendous and blowing the front door open from the back - no way to invite customers in for a cozy day. Customers arrived throughout the day and expressed their disappointment that their New Year's plans were to hang out at Park Place and enjoy the day also.

My dear boyfriend and wonderful customer and friend, Kris, both worked hard to clean up glass and place it anew throughout the day while enduring plenty of cuts in the process. When I couldn't help with the glass, I cleaned and painted and organized and probably couldn't have gotten so much accomplished any other day.

So in 2007 (I am CONVINCED it happened before midnight) something bad happened. In 2008, I got some new paint on my cabinets, and some organizing done to start off a new year. Goodbye to 2007 where lessons were learned. Here's to 2008, when life will be great! (okay, it's corny but effective.)