I bought a pair of jeans yesterday. Just a basic Gap replacement pair for some worn-out favorites. I got home with the new dungarees only to find they were two sizes too big. No, I have not lost weight. I actually forgot my jean size.
How is that even possible?
This was on top of a streak of:
- Losing half of four sets of earrings in so many weeks
- Repeatedly asking for the same exact data from Jeanne, our Chief Marketing Officer
- Forgetting what I was saying midstream in two videos
- Leaving the keys in the ignition
- Watching my kids open presents I had no memory of buying
I could go on, but my ego could not handle any more embarrassing confessions.
I know the holidays push many people to their limits. In addition, Daily Grommet grew exponentially–causing all the mostly happy (but some not-so-happy) growing pains you would expect for a young e-commerce company at the holidays.
It’s tiresome to friends and family to repeatedly play the “Forgive me–I am a startup CEO” card. So I try not to. But forgetting my own jeans size seems to sum up a lot for me. The unsustainable “tilt” of my recent existence. (And it’s even harder knowing that my team members are experiencing their individual versions of this.) Not complaining. Just the facts.
January has always been my favorite month. Other than the year when my oldest son was born, 2011 may be the best January ever.