it’s a rough morning at my house. my husband’s (brilliant) show got panned by a large paper, and my fledgling business feels like an out of control garden hose, if that makes any sense. i’m soaking wet, and feeling more like a drowned rat than a ceo. failing big is something that sounds great on my good days, but sends me under the covers on the bad ones.

your honesty really, really helps. and i hope it helps you to know that i’m right there with you.

good luck.