Mi Mexico Monday: Our shop
Monday, January 10, 2011
When we stepped off of the plane in Guadalajara ten years ago, we had our children in our arms, a couple of suitcases full of clothes and a thousand dollars in Hubby's wallet.
With that money, Hubby hoped to open his own upholstery shop. He learned the trade when he first arrived in the U.S. and worked in upholstery the nine years he lived there.
Three days after we arrived, Hubby traveled with his eldest brother and a family friend to Guadalajara, where he purchased a sewing machine, an air compressor, a few tools and an armful of fabric swatches.
A little over a week after our arrival in Mexico, Hubby set up his upholstery shop in my suegra's saguan (entryway), and started on his very first sala (living room set), with my suegro as his ayudante (helper).
Little by little, Hubby's business began to grow and he applied for and received his business license.
There were a few obstacles to overcome. Most had to do with the difficult and unreliable suppliers and how business is conducted in Mexico. After several trips and meeting with suppliers in both Guadalajara and Tepatitlan de Morelos, we preferred to do business with the one in Tepa. The service was reliable, personal and hassle free. And still is after 10 years.
Shortly after our first month in Mexico, Hubby rented a local (shop). The new shop was huge and we all worried that we wouldn't have enough work. But God is good and as word got around town, Hubby had plenty of work to keep him busy.
When the opportunity to rent another local (much closer to home) arose, Hubby jumped at the chance. Our only concern now, was that the local would be too small and that we might lose some customers with the move and name change.
But nothing could be further from the truth.
In the ten years since Hubby opened his shop, he has maintained a steady flow of business. I have learned more about upholstery than I ever thought possible and I'm able to help Hubby whenever he needs me. (Read: Working Woman)
My suegro is still Hubby's right hand man.
But now, even the kiddies lend a helping hand. It truly is a family business.
Here is just a sample of some of Hubby's handiwork.
So, if you're ever in the neighborhood, stop by for a visit. I might even be able to get you a discount!
Written by Leslie Limón