I Love My Job

I love my job.  It doesn't even feel right calling it a job.  Having a little shop is something I never knew I always wanted to do!  My sweet Momma is the one that gets the credit for its beginning.  In 2004 my husband and I purchased a crummy old building in town.  It was a great space to store the boat, jet ski, tractor and all of the stuff we just didn't have room for.  It was built in 1924 as a car dealership.   The City of Council Grove had been using it as a firestation when we bought it.  There were garage doors on the front and back of the building with a huge open space in the middle.  My Mom said it looked like a perfect place to have a garage sale to sell her collection of antiques.  So we loaded up a trailer and on a sunny Saturday morning we opened up the front garage door and had a sale.  We had so much fun we did it again the next Saturday!  Then it turned into every Saturday that summer.  Well, her antiques eventually dwindled but my passion for setting up vignettes and finding new homes for all of the lovely pieces grew.  So one day I stopped in a local shop and asked where on earth they got their stuff to sell!  I can't believe I had never wondered that before.   They sweetly explained to me what Market was and how it worked.  Let me tell you, my first day at Market I just felt "home".  It is still my favorite thing I do.  We have since taken off the garage door and replaced it with a real storefront. It is a beautiful space that I love spending time in.  So, thank you to my Mom for planting the seed.  Thank you to Deb & Angie Schwerdtfeger for teaching me about Market.  And the biggest thank you goes to my husband for believing in me so much that it made me believe in myself.     

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