Literally everyday, someone walks into my studio sporting a genuinely confused look on their face and politely (more often than not) asks, "So what exactly do you do here?
I can't possibly be offended by the question because I still have a hard time answering it. Over the past year, I have been doing a little bit of everything. Not because that is my longterm plan, but in search of what it is that really lights me on fire as a designer. I would be lying if I said that I am not still on that quest, BUT I have learned a lot about myself not only as a professional, but a mother, wife, daughter, and friend. I think that self discovery is the most important journey you will ever take. I have made a point to listen to every podcast, video, audiobook, and sermon that I can get my hands on. I also made a point to overthink EVERYTHING in search of clarity. I'll get there.. or maybe I won't, but the past year has forever changed me and has been so worth the investment.
So, the short answer to that question- I am an Interior Designer.
It is literally all that I have ever wanted to do. I remember being "grounded" as a child, ALOT. I'm a redhead with a quick-wit. One COULD say, it got me into trouble. One would be correct. I think that effective punishment is different with every child. Spankings weren't it with me and in hind-sight I don't know that grounding was either but that is how I discovered my love for decorating. My mom, bless her heart, would quarantine me to my room to "be bored" (which doesn't exist anymore) and I would break open my dad's CD case (which also don't exist anymore) and start re-arranging my furniture, hanging posters on my walls, cleaning out my closet, etc. The place would be an absolute disaster when she would come to check on me and I would always have the same response, "You know I have to make a mess to re-organize!" But when I was finished.. GIRL STOP! It was flawless. Painting my room was always like a Christmas present. I would get so excited. I remember when I moved to Athens and got my very own little one bedroom apartment, I begged mom for my favorite pieces in her house. She is the source of my creativity so clearly, she had some pretty awesome stuff. I'm fairly certain that she still wants a few of those things back. Not gonna happen Mommm.
Ross actually helped me move into that apartment and gave me my first couch. It was red velvet and came off of the porch at their bachelor pad. It smelled AMAZING, as I'm sure you can imagine. My sweet boxer, Coy, later ate it. Ugh. I'm getting to the rest of my explanation, I swear.
About a year into the Interior Design program, I was blessed with the news that Cash was on the way (I probably worded that sentence a little differently at the time). I’m a firm believer in everything happens for a reason, but sometimes the road to determining that reason can, well, suck. I left the university feeling completely defeated and I moved back home (Eatonton). Interior Design was LITERALLY all I had ever wanted to do, so I was completely lost.
Not long after Cash was born, and by total accident, Flex Till You’re Famous happened. That story is for another post. Through working with FTYF, I learned how to use my eye for design in a different way. I learned how to create logos and how to brand a company. I added so many tools to my arsenal throughout, what I thought to be, a detour in my life. That prepared me for what was ahead and I’ve used every single piece of that knowledge in building what I have today. My self-taught background in Graphics is why you will see me post little nuggets of custom stationery or logos from time-to-time. They keep me on my toes. They make every day different from the one before. At the birth of Codee Rainey Designs, it was Interiors and Graphics. Eventually, Interiors picked up and I dropped the graphics from my service list, so I transitioned my branding to Codee Rainey Interiors.
About six months ago my beloved cabinet guy, Mr. Steve, informed me that he would soon be retiring and that no one would be taking over his shop. I don't know how much you know about woodworking but a lifetime of knowledge in it is INVALUABLE. Not to mention having grown to feel like family and his ability to execute my design vision perfectly. It felt like such an injustice. I'm dramatic, I know. Ross had only helped with small remodeling to that point. We did okay for the scale of projects that we took on, but cabinets and doors weren't exactly weekend projects. Learning that curve ourselves would require mistakes that we didn't have time to make. One thing that I love about the relationship that we have with Mr. Steve is how much we learn during his visits. He clearly loved to teach and we would gladly soak in any information that he offered. I started to watch Ross during their conversations and noticed how eager he was to learn as much as possible. At some point, the answer to our dilemma became so obvious- Ross would train with him to take on the cabinets and doors. I learned with FTYF that the ONLY way to have success with only two people is to play on each other's strengths. Lucky for me, I have a husband that loves to be covered in sawdust. I know right, SWOON. We want to find the place where his dreams meet mine and see where that takes us.
"When we get too married to our plan - we can miss God's purpose"
So, here we are. I am an Interior Designer. I can design some pretty sweet logos.
We join forces and builds cabinets for my client's projects.
Stay tuned to see how this story progresses!