So first things first. I am sorry that I've neglected in my posting. Worse off is that I'm mad at myself for not putting my foot down earlier. It's no excuse but the foot has become to come down like a hammer and you-know-who has been dealing with it quite well, despite his co-dependency issues. Seriously, we've been learning A LOT about one another as of late. It will take a few posts...
So, aside of learning to juggle a boyfriend who has a way of making me feel like utter shit and guilty if I don't want to see him, I've been juggling work. Now, let me just say that in general Steven has been completely fabulous but we were starting to have our issues. Or, rather, it was my issues.
Awesome Boyfriend: In April I managed and implemented the grand opening of a client's store. She left around 5p to get her hair done and didn't show up until 7:30. The problem: the party started at 6p. She basically left the entire event to me and I was more than a little irritated that she was an hour and a half late to her own fucking party. Really? Whatever. I have Steven, two gay bfs and my social media intern extraordinaire in tote and they rocked my world that night. It's hard to come by good people who want to work (read: volunteer) for your success, but I had them that night and I'm super grateful.
At one point I was really becoming irritated that the client wasn't anywhere to be found and vendors, who weren't on my sheet as confirmed, were popping up. Now this is Chicago. Unless you're a major retailer, store fronts are pretty small. There was limited room and I was trying to be as nice as possible, answering questions I had no answers to because THE FUCKING CLIENT WASN'T THERE! Media were tugging on my arm "Where's the owner?" "She's on her way." Guests were asking who owned the shop. "How much is this?" How the FUCK DO I KNOW? I am not the one who should be trying to answer this question. I have two last minute vendors asking where they can set up and Steven was already standing in the midst of the mess. "Well, we need to move this over there, pull this out, you can go there and you right here." Sigh. Rock on! I turned, feeling completely confident that it was all under control by my MAIN MAN! Later, he took brochures outside and walked the street handing them out to people, inviting them to come in. Many of those people did come in, and when he finally did he was drenched from the rain. What a trooper! You're SO GETTING LAID LATER!
Finally the client shows up and everyone with me knows that I'm more than a little irritated, but you can't let your client know that. You simply have to smile and say "it's all under control." I was relieved and filling her in on everything until someone pulled her into her office where she remained for 30+ minutes. Seriously? I have vendors and media asking for you. Get your ass out of there and participate in your event! Finally she rose from the desk and came out. I snagged her and said "Look, a lot of people have been asking for you and we need to make rounds." We did. She did a couple of quick media interviews and then people started leaving. We're outta here! I was so annoyed, happy at the success we managed to achieve, but pissed that she wasn't even there. I switched out of my high patent leather peep toes into galoshes (might feet literally let out a sigh) and started to help everyone tear down. Steven helped move heavy pieces back down to the basement (my man!) and we finally said our goodbyes and walked to the car.
Sensing my stress, Steven complimented the event and told me what an awesome job I did all the way back to his house, where he poured a glass of wine (to the top, I might add) and we sat outside on the front porch talking. It really helped me relax and come back down. That's something I always mentioned in my dating profiles is wanting someone who can bring me down after a crazy day. Life as an entrepreneur ain't easy and I need someone who understands that and knows me. Hell, my life, the part he doesn't know about yet, ain't easy. There is constantly shit running through my mind, keeping me from sleeping at night. Steven is such an even-keeled person. He's easy going and takes everything in stride, hardly ever getting a feather ruffled. He's a great complement to me. Not saying I'm crazy, neurotic or flip out easily (any more...)...."You know, I'm so happy you were there tonight. Not only did you take over and help make things happen but you kept me calm and relaxed. I really needed that. Thank you." "You're welcome, Baby."
Next....Bad Boyfriend, Or is it Just Me?