It’s officially March, which means I’ve been at this self-employment thing for about 3 months now. And to say that I am grateful is an understatement. The sole fact that I’m okay, that I have constant work, that I’m being picked up in retailers/ boutiques proves that I really can do this. That I AM doing it.
I am so humbled by all of the support, the kindness, the return customers. Living your dream, creating and making work that you are so proud of, the feeling is beyond anything I’ve ever experienced. While I’ve always had creative side work, it’s always just been side work. It was never my total income or fulltime gig, and I can’t even begin to express my gratitude. If it seems like I’m in total shock right now, it’s because I (still) am. Sometimes I even catch myself telling people I’m a Marketing Manager… ha! Such a lifetime ago.
Aside from all of that, I’ve been thinking about family a lot lately. While I am so happy about my business, I definitely didn’t plan for any of this – being 30 and not married, with no kids and no health insurance. I never thought I’d quit my job and put everything I’ve always wanted on hold, while I figured out… life. It’s scary to be in my shoes and worry that life will pass me by, and before I know it I’ll be 40 with an amazing job I’ve created – but have nothing else to show for it. The truth is that if i hadn’t left my job, if I was still in my plush gig, I’d probably be thinking about really *trying* for a baby & getting married right now. I’m not really sure what else to say about any of that – because this is ultimately what I chose. I guess some days that reality is just harder to swallow than others…
Anyway – enough of that.
Happy Sunday, friends.