One of the greatest and worst moments in my life as a store owner, is the moment, one of my beloved pieces of furniture is actually sold. After the excitement of putting the purple sold sign on the item peaks, a dreaded empty feeling enters my mind. Actually, the empty feeling already starts when movers come to pick up the items for approval for the intended client’s home. And so the separation anxiety begins. Will I ever find another piece as great as this? Should I have priced it higher not to make more but rather, to sustain its life in my store just a little longer? Should I have used it in my own house? Will anything ever look as great, in this particular spot in the store?
All these and many more thoughts begin to permeate in my mind. In the end, I convince myself that I am in the business of finding and more importantly, selling great and unique furniture and items. I tell myself, that the pieces have found a great home somewhere and bring joy to their new owners and every once in a while I get the kindness of a picture sent to me with my beloved items in their new home. Ultimately I get past this the moment I start shopping for new pieces that capture my love, in the same way the sold ones did.