The Name

I had the building.  I knew how I wanted it to look.  I needed a name.  I tossed around many names with friends and family.  After throwing around many names a name was picked.  I do not even know what the name was.  It did not take me long to figure out the real name was, Coco's Sweet Shop.  When I wanted a coffee shop the name was going to be Cup of Coco.  I know that is not coffee.  It was a nickname for my little granddaughter.  It felt right to use Coco for my shop.
When I would tell someone the name the response would be, won't your other grandkids be upset.  Over and over I heard the same thing.  Seriously, I never considered it a problem.  Each of my grandkids know in their hearts they are my favorite.  It is true.  They are all my favorite.  They each own an equal piece of my heart.  It did not cross their minds to ask why I did not name the shop after them.  It did not cross Coco's mind that I named the shop after her. 
Type of Business - Check
Building - Check
Name - Check
Over confidence - Check and Check
Color scheme was suggested by my friend and I immediately loved the idea.  Cornflower blue and chocolate brown.  When I purchased the brown paint it was called Corner Coffee Shop.  I was still on the journey.  Still sure I was being led by a higher power. 
I wanted all white furniture.  I imagined big wall shelves in that were cubes.  I wanted antique counters.  I was leaving work early one day to go to a resale store.  My friend that I was meeting took her son to work.  The business right next door to his was closing down.  Displays were being moved out.  My friend found out if I went over there they would sell me displays.  I bought all the displays that were left in the store for $500.  Four large glass cases and 3 double sided units.  It was not what I imagined.  It was affordable.  Lesson #1 in opening a business - sometimes common sense takes over.  I sold two glass cabinets for $100 each.  I got the start of my store for $300.  Still do not love it but I make it work.
I went to a local antique store.  I found 3 tables I loved, a great buffet for coffee to sit on, and a booth that came from the place I went for candy when I was a child.  That was perfect.  I love the symmetry of that booth.  (People recognize it when they come in the store.  They love that it is in my sweet shop.)
Does it all seem too easy?  I knew I was on the right path.  I just kept following that path.  Hubby was not on the path with me.  I just kept walking.