Moving On

Years ago we went to a trade show for 'Starving Artists' at the Oakland Coliseum. I think we (mom) bought at least half a dozen very cheap, but beautiful and original paintings. One of my favorites is above the fireplace here at home. It's a landscape of a rustic shed/barn set in the California mountains. Mom has one in her bedroom that used to hang in our living room in San Leandro. It's a unique seascape done in deep pinks and olive greens.
This one was Chuggys. She says I can keep it and hang it in my new shop. I'm hoping to use it as my new color palette.

YES! I'm moving my business after 17 years.
The whole, sad and long story is that the new owners of the mall have raised my rent 60%, voided my three year lease (yes, that's illegal) and expect me to accept their terms by next week.
I am one of seven tenants who've made this choice.
After a season of bewilderment, panic, and despair,
then prayer, contemplation, consideration, and waiting on the Lord, I've decided it is time to move on. The more I weighed the pros/cons, the more I've wondered what took me so long. Nonetheless, if this is what the Lord needs to use to pry me out of a more and more unacceptable location, that's OK.
It's a little scary, a little exciting.
Granted, the original rent was dirt cheap (.56c PSF)and I could insist legally that my lease be honored, but why fight it? I can pay as much as they're asking and go somewhere where I'm on the ground floor and six feet from the parking lot! This will be easier for my 'senior' clients, whom I've decided to cater to as they don't need me to be open Saturdays.
I plan to move next weekend and, yes, I will blog a before-after.
Now I need to go wrap a shower present for Renee.