I had one goal tonight: Shut Leah down. Right now I view it as my chesed of a lifetime, or a marriage to be exact
“S
o I was going over all this stuff with my husband, and he thought I should get a loan and really kick-start this properly — you know, graphics, ads, stuff,” Leah said.
We sat over coffee in Starbucks. It was after 9 p.m. and I wasn’t even drinking decaf. So cute that her husband is poking in with his little eitzos, but I had one goal tonight: Shut Leah down. Right now I view it as my chesed of a lifetime, or a marriage to be exact.
“Before you continue with your grand plans, I just want to cut in for a sec,” I interrupted Leah. “Starting a business is a huge endeavor, it’s all-consuming, like a baby or a marriage. It needs a lot of attention and nurturing.”
“Oooh, fancy similes, English teacher,” Leah poked.
I gave her a look. “I’m serious. Starting a company at the start of your marriage is not a good idea, and if you haven’t actually done it yet and are just in the planning stages, I’m gonna stick my two cents in and say don’t.”
