Saturday, April 26, 2008

Too small dreams?

It started as an indoor playground, it's evolved. It's become more about the classrooms, the playground is becoming a secondary draw. Of course, the more people wanting classrooms means more real estate. My original plan with the old grocery store was to subdivide it into the smallest available. Even the smallest subdivision has a scary amount of commas and zero's. Why would I think that putting a bigger number in front of those comma's and zero's?

The thing about this whole thing, is that it will have to be a God thing. I'm quite sure that from a business perspective, my business plan sucks. I don't have flow charts, demographics, projections, and whatever else one needs to be successful. I have an idea. I can tell you how much money I need to make every day to pay the rent, I can break it down by the price/square foot. I know how much I spend going to McDonald's to play in their play place. I'm figuring others spend about the same per person. I'm figuring this will be better than McDonald's. I also know that at certain times of the day McDonald's is packed. That's my plan, and projections. As for demographics, I know there are a lot of people who have more than one kid who are tired of driving here and there keeping their kids busy, or just keep their kids out of activities because the thought of spending three hours in a car each evening is too much.

My other projection is based on the fact that parents work all day and are tired, and kids work all day and are wired. I do not generate an income at the present time, I spend all day doing errands and appointments and paperwork and everything else, and when I get home I'd like to chill. The only problem is my kids have been cooped up all day and want to go crazy, and if we don't do something they will drag me there with them. Of course my kids range from three to seventeen, I can't drop the three year olds off somewhere, or even the nine year old and run the others somewhere and then go back and get the nine year old, and deciding who has to cut what in order for the schedule to work has put us in the position that if we all can't do it, then we don't do it. Not really fair, especially for my born of the body children who are already giving up their parents, because some people won't care for their own children. So, it all ends up as stress and guilt on me. And I can't be the only one.

Another little detail, is that I have no money. Well, we have money, but not that kind of money. The rent on the grocery store would pay off our house in less than a year. My nine year old said we should make all of the family put their change in the piggy bank and we could use that. So, when I meet with the realtor this is my proposal....

Business plan - kids drive their parents crazy.
Financing - My pig

We'll know it's a God thing when they hand me the keys anyway.

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