08/23/2026
Months of planning and weeks of my husband’s blood, sweat, and tears went into getting our workshop downstairs ready. We had a plan. We had shelves. We had product. We had everything ready to go. 🙌🏻
And then… Friday night happened. 😂
After hauling a TON of product down a full flight of stairs and all the way to the workshop, we flipped the switch to start spinning and quickly realized our beautiful new workshop wasn’t going to work the way we had planned. 😩
So what do you do when Plan A completely falls apart?
You make a Plan B.
Our weekend turned into tearing apart half of the office, getting rid of a LOT of stuff, moving furniture, hauling brand-new shelves upstairs, assembling them, and then—because apparently we didn’t already get enough exercise—hauling ALL of that cotton candy inventory back upstairs. Tatania HenryTyler Henry
It was an absolute FEAT. But we weren’t defeated.
And honestly, I have to give the biggest shoutout to my husband. ❤️ He has put in SO much work to help make my crazy ideas and dreams happen. He tolerates my constant “Okay, but what if we did THIS?” moments, saves my butt when my plans go sideways, and somehow always finds a way to make it work.
This may not be the workshop we originally envisioned, but we made it work—and I’m pretty dang proud of what we accomplished this weekend.
Plan A failed. Plan B is officially in business.
Now… let’s hope the cotton candy cooperates.
