It’s go time

This is part 3 in a series of related blog posts.  You may want to start at the beginning.

I returned home from the trip, still in awe of the city, and jealous that Shalauna lived there full time.  As for me?  Back to the rural countryside of Springville, Utah.

The trip had been a huge success, and we’d made significant progress in planning for our new business. But, as anyone who’s started a business before can attest, we still had a lot of details to iron out.  The three of us agreed to have it solidified by the time Shalauna was in Utah next – in two and a half weeks.

During that time, my mind raced as I thought about giving up my nights and weekends for the business, all while maintaining my full time job. I wouldn’t be able to leave my current employer until the business was cashflow positive.  Plus, I was cautious, because I’d started a business with a friend in the past.  In that experience I felt, first hand, the strain that was put on a relationship with my best friend. Would being in business together ruin my friendship with Tyler? And, perhaps even more disheartening: I was a twenty-something “menace to society“, deeply invested in finding my Mrs. Right. Would this business distract me from that ultimate goal?

The day of reckoning came, and I heard the doorbell ring one evening after work. Shalauna was at the door. She came prepared to map out the next steps, set expectations, and obtain a firm commitment. We discussed the work breakdown, how the partnership would be structured, and who would ultimately be in charge.

There was a pause in our planning session for a moment and I had something to say.  “Listen, Shalauna”, I said apologetically, “I’ve decided not to be a part of the business.”

She was speechless. We spoke for a few more minutes, then said our goodbyes and she drove away.

Continued Here: Fireworks