Onwards and Upwards

As is common among first-time entrepeneurs, our enterprise is not working out like it was planned. While we have tried adjusting, adapting, and adopting new ideas, it is at this point too little too late. It is inevitable and with some regret that we must close up shop in the town of Viking and move onwards with our lives. I believe we and the community will survive the transition, and in the end it will be for the best.

While at first my partner Diana was taking it hard (much harder than I), she has mostly gotten over it. She has come to learn that she is not the only one who has been faced with failure and such life changes. The few people who have learned of our situation have been nothing but supportive and understanding. We used to believe failure was not an option, and thus we were invested heavily in this business. However we have come to terms with how it is, and we see that this is not the end of the world.

What helped was seeing that our options were wider and more inviting than we ever thought possible. This was the result of us not looking before at all possibilities, we were too focused on what was right in front of us. While having our own business has a sort of glamor to it on the surface, we could be living much more comfortably in a different environment. To live in the city would reduce our living costs by more than half, even if only two of us were working minimum wage.

Where we are, or where we were is not indicative of our ultimate destination. We should always be looking forward and planning for the worst, while hoping for the best. While working minimum wage is not anyone’s ideal, it can work for us. We were never materialistic to begin with, and we don’t feel the need for social peacocking with our belongings. To live within our means, to be able to get on our feet, and to be able to save for the future opens up more doors than it closes. We were blind to what avenues were available to us, but now we see.

Overall, the entire experience of the last year was very enlightening, and for the most part it was interesting and a lot of times it was fun. I don’t regret trying or going for what we did, while I won’t miss the worry or the fear of failure, I will miss what I had come to call home and especially the community. It was better to try than to take a safer road and wonder what could have been. I believe in the end that we are better for having traversed this road. While at times it was scary, or even frustrating, there was an equal amount of joy in serving the community and interacting with our fellow citizens. Our customers weren’t just customers, but our neighbors and friends.

Our situation is what it is, and the redflags are ever so bright when we look at them in the rear view mirror. The path ahead looks inviting, as we nowhere to go except onwards and upwards from here. I wish the best for the community of Viking, and I will look probably look back fondly on our time here. The allure was strong, but what lies elsewhere pulls even more strongly.

A view of the inside of The Rocket
One last look at the Rocket