sliding backwards

It all seemed like it was going so well.

This is the year that Parts and Crafts became real.   We hired two staff, sold out camp at 50 kids a week, and successfully ran the Center for Semiconducted Learning, a school alternative that has doubled in size in the past six months.   We became an LLC and signed our first commercial lease.   We moved out of the basement of the Clarendon Hill Presbyterian Church and into a storefront on Somerville Ave.

Great, right?   All that aside, what a fucking nightmare.

At the moment, we're on hold (again) from ISD, who, having inspected the building and given us the OK, has decided that maybe there *is no* use code for our type of building, and has indefinitely put our certificate of occupancy on hold.   It's all probably fine, of course, though possibly not.    And then we'll go another month without space, writing apologetic emails and slowly going broke.  

I'm not mad about it.

Instead, I'm sliding into days full of sleep, emails going unanswered, spending time that could be going toward projects reading suicide prevention blogs.   The deadline for Salt is coming up and will likely pass unimpeded.   CSCL will continue somewhere, but no plans can be made for the future.