Last week I revealed in my February debt repayment update that in April I'll not only be debt free but that I'm leaving my current full-time gig to work for myself and run this blog full-time. (To read how to start a blog of your own, click here.) After sending out the newsletter with the big news I got a handful of emails from folks congratulating me and asking how I was feeling.
Which made me think….how do I feel about everything that's happened to me since the start of 2015?
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This is an obvious one, but yes I am INCREDIBLY excited that I'm finally doing something I've dreamt of for the last two years. I'm excited to be the master of my own time, to be location independent, and to have the chance to spend more time on the projects that are closest to my heart.
It is slightly overwhelming ramping up a business while wrapping up a full-time job, but on top of the overwhelm is a persistent, lovely layer of excitement that keeps me from being exhausted. After all, what does exhaustion matter when I'm making my own dreams come true?
I think I'm most excited about having a real weekend again. Actually, excited is an understatement. I'm almost downright giddy about that one.
I never worried excessively about my blog or my side business before because I always had my 9-5 to fall back on. But once I put in my notice, there was no turning back and suddenly it all became very real and very intense.
I'd be lying if I said I haven't already had a million thoughts like, “Can I make this work? Am I going to make enough money? Will I end up sleeping in a cardboard box near Turner Field?”
But then I just remind myself that I'm prepared. I've been planning for this. I followed my own process.
After three years of working full time and blogging, and two years of the work-blog-freelance grind I also worry about what I'm going to do with my newfound free time.
I'm a do-er.
Being a workaholic is something I'm used to.
I'm used to saying no to social plans because I have projects to finish and a never-ending list of both personal and professional to-do's.
I mean, what if I absolutely hate working for myself and being alone all day?
Paula (my work-for-yourself sherpa and bestie) said, “Don't worry about that. You're going to relax more, work out more, network more. It's going to be awesome.”
And I know she's right, and I don't let the self-doubt cripple me. But it's there and from what I hear, completely normal.
A lot of people would love to work for themselves, sure. Yet for whatever reason, they're unable to either because of certain circumstances or because they're afraid to take the leap. Even though I had a hand in manifesting this destiny for myself, I've been completely overwhelmed with gratitude of late.
Working for yourself, though it can be difficult, is an awesome and overwhelming privilege. And I know I'm very, very lucky that I'm able to make this transition.
- Grateful for the work experiences I've had that prepared me to go out on my own.
- I'm incredibly grateful to everyone at my 9-5. They've been cheerleading me on my blog since I started over a year ago, but even more supportive since I announced my departure. That's a special group of folks and I'm a lucky girl to have been able to work with them.
- I'm grateful for my current clients who've allowed me to take the leap and thankful for the new ones.
I will be taking a pay cut to work for myself full-time (obviously) but I'm so abundantly grateful for having so much already, making less money (for awhile, hopefully) doesn't bother me at all. In fact, it's not even an issue (like it was last year when I faced this same dilemma.)
I could go on and on, but I won't, else this post becomes super long.
Instead, I'll just say that I'm a big believer in expressing daily gratitude (my own gratitude project changed my life!). Being thankful for what I have instead of what I don't has allowed me to focus on the areas in my life I'd like to nurture and grow. I've learned to come at them from a place of peace and abundance while feeling confident that my life is complete enough as-is.