When I was sixteen, my folks bought a print shop and thus I was immersed into a wonderful world that I would have never experienced had they decided to stay in our small town plodding along like they had for the first part of my life. Instead our family began an adventure full of stinky ink, reams and reams of paper, the chugging of an AB Dick and coalating till the cows came home. For those of you who have never experienced the back room of a print shop, let me just tell you it has ingrained memories full of smells, sights and sounds that I can still conjure up today. The day the girls and I started our assembly line to package up the cards brought me right back to that back room where I spent hours and hours walking around a table putting book after book together for our local community to share with one another. The girls where quite overwhelmed with the daunting piles in front of them at the beginning but they soon got the feel of sorting the stacks and folding the cards and in no time their skill had dramatically improved. They were quite proud of themselves when we had our product stacked and ready to sell. It was fun spending the time with them reminicing about when I was a young girl. I hope our project turns out to be successful and we can spend more hours talking over our stack of cards.
Kathi and the girlsWe're a team of one mom and her two daughters. Together we are learning all the ins and outs of starting and running a home based business. Archives
November 2013
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