I was in a meeting with a good friend of mine (also my designer) a few weeks ago and I shared with her that she was one of my inspirations for deciding to take the leap and start my own business. She and I have been friends since high school and have gotten together only a handful of times since we traveled the commencement path and left the land of Aqua Net hair behind (see pic above). The times we have reconnected have always turned out to be big life moments. Every.single.time. Pregnancy (hers), unplanned OMG pregnancy (mine), parenting intervention re: handling a female teenager (there are no words) and finally, the summer get together a couple of years ago where she turned my tiny ember of an idea into a flame.
1989ish. Ugly rainbow sweater jackets were "in" apparently. Wish I still had it.
She had invited me over for dinner at her adorable approx. 15 square foot house on the North End in Boise. I walked into this house and immediately wanted to sell 85% of my furnishings and live there. It was that amazing. As I swooned and told her how much I loved her home, she told me that she was an interior designer and that she was getting ready to take the leap, hang up her own shingle and go into business for herself. Cue the instant jealousy. I believe I turned a slight shade of chartreuse for a moment. At this point in my life, the dog business idea was just starting to really percolate. I drove home from that dinner in awe of my friend and thinking “well, maybe someday I could…”. It was just a few weeks later that I took that fateful trip to Minneapolis to visit Bubbly Paws. (Read my first blog if you have zero clue what I’m talking about here.)
I’ve tried to nail down exactly when this dog spa idea started but it has been running around my brain for so long that I can’t determine an exact date. I know it was in existence in 2013 because I was building my dream home that summer and I had a fabulous real estate agent named Nick Roundtree @roundtreereal who has an equally fabulous partner named Will Heatter @flowersatwill. They both are kick-ass entrepreneurs and have very inspiring stories about taking the small business leap. I hesitantly ran my idea by them. Being the amazing dudes they are, they both enthusiastically said, “you should SO do this”. Sidebar……. If you don’t already follow these two on Instagram, you should. Anyone that carries the official title of “Bitchsistant” and is also one of the best real estate agents/brokers in the valley is someone I can relate to and also be secretly in love with. As for Will, his floral arrangements will make you understand everything that your flowers are not. I am secretly in love with this babe also so get in line people! I was here first. Follow them. Do it. You can thank me later.
Will and Nick (Bitchsistant/Amaze-balls real estate dude)
Now back to a few weeks ago and that meeting with my friend the designer. (I swear I’m getting to the full-circle-moment part.) We are sitting on the floor around a coffee table at the Moxie Java in Meridian. I tell her how she inspired me that summer day a couple of years ago and the impact that it had on my life. I ask her what made her finally take the leap. She proceeds to tell me about a mentor that SHE had in her life during her critical time of contemplating the start of her design firm. Her mentor likened big decision moments in life to how a pair of trapeze artists interact. If you watch them, they swing back and forth literally dozens of times and they ALMOST connect on all of those swings. But the trapeze artist that is supposed to let go and leap just keeps swinging. Why is that? Because they know in their gut when the perfect jump needs to happen so they can connect. They just know. It happens at the perfect moment and only THEY know when that moment is. Brilliant and so very true. I just KNOW.
And speaking of Moxie Java and finally getting to the full-circle-moment part….. I have decided to buy this coffeehouse with another friend of mine because opening up a dog spa would not quite keep me busy enough. Oy! At the end of the telling of the trapeze story, I ask my designer friend if she would also be interested in doing an overhaul and redesign of my coffee house project. She instantly replies that she would love to. At that exact moment, a memory hits me of she and I somewhere around 1989 sitting in the original Moxie Java in downtown Boise. She has taken me there and I am an unwilling participant in my introduction to coffee. I tell her that old people drink coffee. I am 16 and I do not drink coffee. She tells me that this isn’t my parents coffee and that I need to try an Almondia. I do and thus begins my love of espresso. I wonder, “How have I never remembered this before now?” As I look at my friend over the table with goosebumps running up my arms, I realize yet again that this friendship and this dream of mine is meant to be. Full circle moment indeed.
P.S. Forever friend, please do not charge me triple because I posted the big hair picture.
In case you're wondering how my OMG pregnancy turned out...
She's mostly normal.
“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moom and the truth.” ~Buddha