Well. I did it. Quit my regular job. With my regular paycheck. With my regular insurance.
Scary. Exciting. Overwhelming.
These are just a few words that come to mind as I stumble through the emotions of living without a scheduled, controlled existence. The job I most recently held was unfortunately a terrible fit for me. I was told what to wear (torture), how to act, what time to come and go....controlled by fear of making a mistake, controlled by people constantly squashing my creativity and enthusiasm.
It had to stop. It was squashing my light. Sucking the life from my soul.
Now, with Ken's support I have a new sense of freedom and for the first time in a long time feel in control of what I do and how I do it. It's slowly evolving and I'm excited about where I'm headed but I'm taking my time getting there.
And wearing exactly what I want. Everyday.