When my husband said, “Let’s start a fabric store” I gave him the look. You know the one. The one that says, “I will NOT be adding to my already too full list of things to do.”
He tried all sorts of things to convince me that this was a GREAT idea. And I shut him down over and over. But he persisted.
Then he said, “That’s fine. I’ll start a fabric business.” I immediately saw people with pitchforks approaching our house, ready to string him up for messing up their fabric orders. And worse, I saw him dragging me into this. There was no way he was going to learn everything there was to know about fabric in time to make this a success. I had hoped he would just give up.
Instead of giving up, he started contacting manufacturers, distributors, and making lists of supplies that we would need to ship these packages. That’s when it got funny.
You see, this is a man that knows NOTHING about fabric. He was contacting companies that only sold wovens or medical grade fabrics asking them for cotton/lycra. He kept trying to pull me in by saying things like, “What does GSM mean?” And worse, he was asking me these questions at 10, 11, 12 even 1 o’clock at night! If I wasn’t already in bed, I was trying to enjoy my much deserved sewing break.
Of course, its clear that I finally gave in. I realized he wasn’t going to give in, and if I let him persist the way he was going, this whole endeavor was going to blow up in his face. And if you’re married, you know you don’t want your partner to fail, because the repercussions always fall back on you.
So here I am, a hesitant fabric store owner. On the plus side, at least I’ve had plenty of life experience with fabric, so I can 100% vouch for our selection. And worst case scenario, I have a few thousand yards of fabric to add to my collection.