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And those books go where?

So many projects to tackle and complete! I’ve managed a lot of tackling, but not so much completing… Here’s the late April update:

There are still a few more boxes with books to be unpacked and shelved. The majority are in place – although not necessarily the correct one. From the front counter I can spot piles of books stashed in the General Vicinity section, to be moved to the Right Spot later.

About a third of the shelves are sporting tags that indicate what books are in that section. I hope to be forgiven for hand-lettering the signs, but the little printing machine ones have such an industrial appearance. Maybe the lettering will get finished this afternoon.

The images in today’s episode are to illustrate that I’ve actually gotten a couple of framed items on the walls. Three, actually. I’m hoping that they’ll also serve to dampen a little of the sound that continues to bounce around. There was a distinct echo in the building before I moved anything in, and the shelving itself did little to reduce the reverb effect. Adding the books has absorbed most of the reflected sound, but the front of the store can use a little extra baffling.

The Open sign is plugged in and flashing in the front window.

Not that anyone has missed the Grand Opening, or the ReOpening. That elusive date is the subject of most questions. When I was delivering boxes regularly though the day, the front door was locked during excursions to the storage unit. With most of the boxes inside the store, I’ve been spending more time among the shelves and have left the front door unlocked.

I’ve been pleased to see some regular customers (with a great thanks to the ladies at Hairs To Ya beauty salon next to the old location for letting people know where to find the new spot). Some books have been sold and traded. Some browsing has been accomplished. I hope you’ll come in soon to check it out!

As to the official opening, I figure it can’t be too Grand if I don’t even have the store name on the awning yet, or if the interior arranging is not yet finished. I was hoping to have every little thing in its place and then throw open the front door with a shout.

That hasn’t proven to be practical.

So, rather than keep folks out until such a time as I consider the place sufficiently completed, I’m going with the term I’ve heard used and invoking the Soft Opening privilege. That allows me to conduct some business while I’m still working out the details.

When the Tulsa Health Department inspectors came through this week for the final formal inspection of the on-premise kitchen facility, they agreed to the idea. When I have the rest of the supplies in, I’ll be able to fire up the coffee maker, and as soon as I get the commercial-grade refrigerator installed I can roll out the menu and serve up your soup.

For now, it’s back to the labeling and the wall work…

Stacking the stacks.

The days are long but the hours fly by. The front door is wide open and a springtime breeze carries with it the sound of Main Street traffic. Along with the cars is the sound of sound of voices, snippets of conversation as passersby make their way along the sidewalk in front of the store.

Although the door is open, it isn’t official yet. There are still a number of boxes to be unpacked and there are stacks of books scattered around the store waiting for a designated location in which to be stashed. There have been a number of folks wandering in through the door as well. Some are surprised to find a bookstore and say so. Others – perhaps visitors to town or newer residents – simply set themselves for browsing as though the store has been here for years.

There have been some sales, too.

Some of the buyers are customers from the old location who have been patiently awaiting the reopening. Others are first-timers that had no idea the store was located a mile and a half down the street for over five years. I have a feeling that the new location is going to be much more visible to the public.

You remember the three most important things regarding property: location, location, location.

Even the atmosphere is different. I realize this is a long stretch, but it’s true: when I prop the door open early in the morning on these wonderful spring days it reminds me of wandering Bourbon Street in New Orleans. The old structures alive with commerce and characters. I’ve been on Main Street going on six years now and had no idea that there was this kind of activity just a mile to the north.

The thing is – I think it is going to get better, too. There is a buzz currently that is likely partially due to the relative newness of the Main Street Tavern, a really classy restaurant that is two doors to the south of McHuston Booksellers. (You have to walk across Commercial Street, but still…). There is a new children’s clothing shop two doors to the north. Dooley’s Angus Inn has revamped their neon sign out front and Fiesta Mambo’s Mexican Restaurant is drawing capacity diners regularly.

Some folks are nervous about the possibility of changes downtown, but change is usually met with uncertainty and challenges. Sometimes, though, changes work out for the best. The BOK Center is an example of a project that met with opposition but has succeeded as proposed by its backers. BA’s downtown can do the same, I believe, since no plan has yet been etched in stone.

Meanwhile…

Still don’t know the date for the official re-opening of McHuston Booksellers, but – as of today, if the door is open and the lights are on – come on in!

The pictures don’t show the stacks of boxes at the back and the jumble of books still present on a number of shelves. You can click on any image for a larger view.

The days are long, and the hours are flying by as I get the out-of-sorts all sorted and filed in their proper place.

McHuston Booksellers is well on its way to getting back on the track in stylish new surroundings!

Easter eggs & dying. (Or feeling that way…)

The telephone call-list indicated on Monday morning that I had missed several calls on Easter Sunday. Here is my public admission: I surrendered in exhaustion mid-afternoon. I hadn’t had a morning shower (occupied at the time) and after several trips to storage lugging boxes to haul into the shop, I just gave out.

Not to be a whiner. There were several muscles left that did not ache.

Instead of spending the remainder of the day hauling, I took a long, hot shower, bought some vegetables and cooked up an Easter evening dinner of ham, mashed spuds, fresh green beans, Philly-cream corn, and steamed carrots.

The couch called, and I didn’t miss that one – getting positioned just in time to see Bubba knock a curveball out of the forest and onto the green to win the Masters tournament. Read a little David Copperfield and fell asleep early.

Before ten in the morning on Monday, I had already brought over another couple of loads of book boxes. (The cartons are actually liquor store cardboard which have caused several passersby to wonder whether it’s a bar going in to the space. Nope. They are just a good-sized box for packing and carrying books.)

I’ve uploaded some pictures as proof that I haven’t been slacking too much. Perspective is an amazing thing. A couple of the images show the store from the front and the back with the boxes in view. In the other picture, I’ve positioned the camera so the stacks of cartons don’t show. You may click on any image for a larger view.

Hopefully, the store will soon be as organized as it appears to be in the well-positioned shot.

One of the two storage spaces is nearly empty! I have spotted the back wall and continue to search for that last box!

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