RIP Everett Great Harvest

Exactly two months ago today we closed our bakery.  We drive passed it almost everyday, and yes, it is still vacant with big For Lease signs on the windows.  If only the landlords would have agreed to give us a more reasonable rent price, it would still be occupied, they would have been making money, and we would still be in business. 

We miss our employees, we miss our customers, we miss the fresh bread and tasty sweets; we do not, however, miss the stress.  Boy do I ever not miss the stress!  I don't think I am cut out to be a business owner.  Christopher, on the other hand, has not been scarred for life like me, and would consider doing it again if the circumstances were right.

Here are a few pictures of our last day open.

Counting inventory and boxing up

The lady in red on the left was one of my favorite customers.  So super nice!

Lisa & Megan

Leah, Kierstie, & Ruben

Me packing up the shelves

Sam packing up himself

Dixie works a couple stores down from the bakery at Big 5.  She was the very first Everett Great Harvest customer when it first opened five years ago.  She wanted to be the very last customer when we closed.  The first time around she came in her pajamas, so she wanted to recreate that moment.

A picture of the first Everett Great Harvest customers

We LOVE Dixie!  She is such a fun person!

Our last month open was crazy busy as people were stocking up and freezing bread to last them awhile.  Everyone was so supportive and understanding.  I think I only cried a few times our last day open (which is better than I had anticipated). 

Life post bakery has been pretty good.  I have read more books in the past two months than I had read probably the entire time we owned the bakery.  We eat dinner at a more reasonable hour every night.  We get more sleep.  We have more time to play with Sam and make fun memories together.    We learned a lot in the past 2 1/2 years, but are definitely ready to move onto the next chapter in our lives.

Rest in peace, Everett Great Harvest.