The feeling of knowing I'm about to consciously change my life's direction has empowered me with a devil-may-care, like-it-or-fuck-off kind of attitude.
Suddenly now that I know what I'm going to do and the pieces are falling into place, I just want to leap forward and make it so. My all-consuming thought lately has been about working for myself. I'm just so ready.
I'm going to work for myself.
I'm going to homeschool my daughter.
I'm going to pursue my artistic interests and creativity.
And I'm going to be damn successful.
Why, I wondered, should I let something as relatively minor as health insurance stand in the way? I'll just manifest the income or the opportunity. Have I not proven to myself over and over that life takes the shape of whatever I put my mind to? I'm so passionately certain it's not a problem, I'm not going to let anything hold me back from achieving success on my own.
I don't need a company, and when I think about it, no company needs ME. Maybe it's generational, or maybe it's the reality of watching so many good people get laid off these past few years, but I'm pretty sure anyone's expendable these days.
And, do I really want to work in an office when I could be doing the exact same thing for myself? There are so many ways to make money, and so many ideas I want to pursue.
If I wanted to go for a morning run, answer emails in my pajamas, or sit and type all day in a coffee shop, there's no one but myself to stop me. That kind of freedom is beautiful. I struggle to see a real downside to the plan, minus the obvious: a steady paycheck and employer-sponsored benefits. But if people before me have done it, why would I hold myself back from doing it too? The rewards (financial and otherwise) stand to be a lot greater.
I heard a quote this weekend, that only the most successful people take risks. Well, I'm stepping up to the line and declaring it: I'm ready to be one of those people. I'm so ready to go. So ready to make it happen.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Meanwhile, on the work front
Lately I am absolutely addicted to the idea of working for myself.
It may have started with the idea that Hubby has a pretty sweet set-up. Working a fraction of the amount of hours for at least the same amount of pay? Yeah, he puts in late nights sometimes on projects, but I could do that too if it meant being my own boss and staying home with my bebes.
The thing that has held me back for so long from breaking free and doing my own thing is the worry about giving up stability: health insurance, a steady paycheck, 401k, etc..... But when I really think about it, surely health insurance can't be that hard to obtain; and even if I didn't know when or where my next project was coming from, I have the faith that it will. I feel like if I really threw my heart and soul into making it successful, it would be.
Top benefits in addition to being my own boss and making my own hours:
I'd get to stay home with my daughter and homeschool like I've always wanted to, PLUS, it leaves me free and open for new babies so I can be a stay-at-home mom......I want babies sooooo baaaaaaaddddddd.....
Every day I've been playing just a little bit more with the idea of putting in my notice to work. I'm thinking a nice long nine-month lead time is a perfect amount, given I could finish out the year and all our 2011/2012 projects...and plan a nine-month lead time for anything, or anyone, that should pop up.
It may have started with the idea that Hubby has a pretty sweet set-up. Working a fraction of the amount of hours for at least the same amount of pay? Yeah, he puts in late nights sometimes on projects, but I could do that too if it meant being my own boss and staying home with my bebes.
The thing that has held me back for so long from breaking free and doing my own thing is the worry about giving up stability: health insurance, a steady paycheck, 401k, etc..... But when I really think about it, surely health insurance can't be that hard to obtain; and even if I didn't know when or where my next project was coming from, I have the faith that it will. I feel like if I really threw my heart and soul into making it successful, it would be.
Top benefits in addition to being my own boss and making my own hours:
I'd get to stay home with my daughter and homeschool like I've always wanted to, PLUS, it leaves me free and open for new babies so I can be a stay-at-home mom......I want babies sooooo baaaaaaaddddddd.....
Every day I've been playing just a little bit more with the idea of putting in my notice to work. I'm thinking a nice long nine-month lead time is a perfect amount, given I could finish out the year and all our 2011/2012 projects...and plan a nine-month lead time for anything, or anyone, that should pop up.
Today's Sick Day
So my stomach hurts worse than a Haitian with cholera. And I don't say that lightly. I empathize completely.
I called in sick today, given that I had a slight fever, body aches and chills, on top of a--shall we say--too intimate a relationship with the ladies room.
But, being that I hate staying indoors unless I absolutely have to, I decided to suck it up; take an Immodium, and hope for the best. I dropped Lil Miss off at her first day of her new preschool class and head to Starbucks to get some work done.
I headed to Kahala Mall in search of both an Apple Store and free WiFi, and am currently sucking on a soy-decaf-mocha-frappuccino-thai-coffee-blended thing and hoping it doesn't wage war with my fragile digestive system.
I found my midday journey to the mall so entertaining that I decided to chronicle it all with a photo narrative. (That, and I want to play around with the functionality on my brand new MacBook.) More to come when I actually get a connection cable to synch it up.
I called in sick today, given that I had a slight fever, body aches and chills, on top of a--shall we say--too intimate a relationship with the ladies room.
But, being that I hate staying indoors unless I absolutely have to, I decided to suck it up; take an Immodium, and hope for the best. I dropped Lil Miss off at her first day of her new preschool class and head to Starbucks to get some work done.
I headed to Kahala Mall in search of both an Apple Store and free WiFi, and am currently sucking on a soy-decaf-mocha-frappuccino-thai-coffee-blended thing and hoping it doesn't wage war with my fragile digestive system.
I found my midday journey to the mall so entertaining that I decided to chronicle it all with a photo narrative. (That, and I want to play around with the functionality on my brand new MacBook.) More to come when I actually get a connection cable to synch it up.
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