February 9 marked Southern Fete’s birthday. Thinking back, I couldn’t believe how quickly the year had passed. After inviting a group of vendors over to the Thibeaux house for a “Birthday Brunch,” I thought about all of the things I had learned over the past year. Some quirky, some funny, and some introspective. Regardless, I thought I’d share them with you.
- Candles – There’s nothing better than the perfect candle to welcome new clients into the office and inspire creativity. So, imagine my fear when I found out that the two candles that had been with me the past year were no longer made. Sheer. Panic. But then I realized it was a sign to start this year fresh, with two new candles in tow.
- Gold Foil – How did I not know before this past year that I love anything and everything with gold foil? One day friends, one day Southern Fete materials will be printed in gold foil.
- Mistaken Identity – I’ve learned that there are a lot of people who don’t speak French; people who have never heard of the word “Fete.” Unknowingly, they call my business “Southern Feet” to which I cringe, but in the way only the most Southern Belle would do, I explain that Fete is French for party. 🙂
- Confidence – Oh, the times doubt has crept into my mind. Double that and you have the times my competitive side reared its head. This past year has undoubtedly shown me that to be a successful business owner, there’s no time for doubt. It has also taught me that there’s more value in strategic partnerships (I haven’t left all of my past behind) rather than pure competitiveness. Perhaps the biggest lesson learned is that business is business. I’ve learned to not take things personally. This has been one of the biggest challenges. I came across this quote and have kept it close by when I needed the reminder. “Don’t take things personally. Most of the time, other people’s choices and attitudes have absolutely nothing to do with you. Unless you’ve been behaving like a jerk, in which case …”
- Hugs – Those of you who know me know I’m not a hugger. But, brides like hugs. Mothers of the brides and grooms like hugs. Grandma Jo likes a hug. Everyone likes hugs … or so it seems. In the beginning, I told myself to suppress any visible sign of how much I didn’t like hugs. It was a start, but a hug tells all. Just like a handshake. I realized at the last event that I may have even initiated a hug or two. It’s a work in progress. 🙂
There’s more. There always is, but these are the highlights.
The Southern Fete family is growing, and I couldn’t be more excited. I’ll do my best not to jump to conclusions about next year’s lessons learned. Until then, hugs for everyone!