Hats, gloves, evening bags, t-shirts, short boot, tall boots, camisoles, belts, and my mostly white wardrobe. All neatly stashed in bins or in view. Jeans, skinny ones, and flares, favorite's and weekend warriors. The final and last project in the new dressing room.
This room is now a favorite hang out spot, and I'm looking forward to sewing new skirts, and Bittersweet soap bags.
Home is getting organized and the shop is churning up autumn ideas.
Our new t-shirts should be arriving later today. I'm excited to get them. Here's the mock up. It's much better when you see the wording on an actual shirt. I'll be offering the tee's at the soap shop on water street. Hey, I think that maybe I'd like to create a new shirt with those words!
Meanwhile, we're whipping up autumn and spice, everything nice, in the production room.
Manufacturing orders are already multiplying, and constant inventories are being scored, and maintained. There's nothing worse, then getting ready to make something, only to realize, you're out of a necessary item. Soap supplies in addition to many other must have manufacturing ingredients simply need to be in stock and ready. I was thinking about all this yesterday. How continuous coverage of one's manufacturing inventory is crucial to fulfill supply and demand, especially when your shop stocks items you make. If you have to wait a week or so for supplies to arrive, that means your production ceases during that time. Your shelves are empty. Just say no to empty shelves at a shop. No Go!
My studio is filled with fifty pounds of this, that. Most all of my manufacturing products come in fifty pound containers. Keeping track of olive oil, coconut, palm, spring water, sodium hydroxide, essential oil, perfume, is a constant job. In addition, my mind is also monitoring over one-hundred other necessary ingredient lists. Whew!
In all honesty, and I don't mean this in an arrogant way, but I run a tight shift!
The shop is my getaway!
The world keeps on keeping on, regardless of the chaos and commotion. I figure it's going to play out, the way it's suppose to no matter what. Scary and concerning for all, and I don't hide my head in the sand, I keep the faith and trust in God, and pray.
Jill
