In my quest to launch my legacy - I came to the horrifying conclusion that one of the first things I am suppose to do is figure out where, physically, my baby is going to live. In other words... I need a building. According to some of my entrepreneurial comrades, I need to take the following into account when developing my business plan: rent, cost per square footage, taxes, maintenance.. among other things of course.  WHAT? It just seems so early in the process - no? I mean, the logic makes sense, I suppose - but what if I find a building, but can't afford to put money into it yet because, clearly, I haven't gotten to the money finding part yet?!  Then the building gets leased to some snooty moneybags type, and I am at a loss?!  Umph. Mom and Daddy say 'Kris, it's all about location, location, location.'  Lucky for me, that's just about all I have figured out - I am absolutely in love with East Atlanta... not just because I live here, but because it's a melting pot of creativity, diversity, and empowerment... (sound like a beer ad - I know). After my temptress friend made me go to a jeans sale, I did manage to drag my boyfriend all over East Atlanta this weekend to search around for the resting place of my new child.  And wouldn't ya know it? I think I found a place... (While I am an impulsive shopper, I do tent to find what I want quickly - and not regret it the morning after) but it's expensive, and as the tenant I would receive the building in a condition referred to as a "Cold Dark Shell." Ha! I lie to you not - t'is what it reads on the spec sheet.  So basically, I give them $56,000/year, and they can't even give me a toilet.   Can you say foolishness?  I guess this means I have to build it out, from the potties up... Should I start taking donations now.... or after the holidays?