Word on the Street
It's official. Izabella is not moving. Our wonderful Dr. Feick has found a loophole in our lease he can use. I need his written permission for any improvements I do and he has decided he won't be giving me permission to do my plumbing. Yes, you heard that correctly. I cannot add plumbing. So now it is up to the bank. If I can use some of the construction money to make a few changes here at the Factory and do a massive marketing campaign, we will charge ahead with gusto! But if they decide they have given me enough and no more, I will hold my head proudly as I file bankruptcy and move on. It's actually a good place to be. The whole world is ahead of me, and I can relax knowing that it isn't up to me so I don't have to worry about it. God has something in mind, and I will go where He leads! Glory and Honor will come of this- no matter what the outcome.

1 Comments:
I found your blog! I like your template (in fact, i used to use that one as well). I just changed my whole template & layout yesterday. I chose it because it seems the very vividly describe where i'm at. I'm no longer content with juust being a wall flower, i'm stepping out of the background. I'm showing myself to the world.
Well, ive got to go to work. I work in the Snack Shak and on the Council Hall tube Hill for Snow Camp.
Pray that i don't freeze to death.
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