Some of you know I’ve had a smoking room in my garage for some years. Always has big plans but never the time or money to make it what I really wanted. The dream was alive though. Until last week. As of last week, the smoking room has been smoked in for the last time. As my wife’s business has grown, it has slowly overtaken the garage. First one bay, then the other. Finally I realized we just needed the space for inventory and supplies. It was my idea, my wife never once brought it up, even though it was the most logical thing to do. She’s just sweet like that. And don’t get the wrong idea, it’s not just a hobby business. It’s how we pay to put five kids through school, so it wasn’t me putting aside my dream for hers, it was about helping to grow this business so we can invest in our children’s future. So, last week, I sat and watched Infinity Wars and smoked an H Upmann No 2, and then bid adieu to living the dream. Then I moved my stuff out and in the days that followed, slowly moved in the absurd amount of inventory and supplies that had just been piling up. The work space is so much more usable now, and we can manufacture and ship so much more quickly without having to constantly juggle stuff around or clear off a space before working. It was the necessary thing to do, but it still broke my heart a little. So, if you think of her, have a little toast to the the ol’ smoking room. I’ll miss her.