It's crazy to me how just over a month ago I was extremely upset about the idea of getting laid off. Don't get me wrong, I'm still freaking out about having to find alternate insurance (especially since I have it on good authority that regular insurance company prices are about to sky rocket so we will be forced to be even more government dependent... because we all want that to happen...[but I'm not extremely educated on this, so I will save the ranting for blogs with that focus]), but now that it's sinking in more and more each day, and coworkers are increasingly getting deeper and deeper under my skin, and my butt keeps getting wider and wider... I've never been more ready to GET OUT!
I'd be stupid not to be a little concerned that my attempt at starting a business of my own will fail. I mean, what a time in our nation's history to try THAT kind of venture... we are not exactly set up to support the little guy right now.
But I do have hope. I hope that I can make this work... that people will give this still-learning little girl a chance... that in six months, I won't be back in a cubicle somewhere, feeling the life drain from my fingertips and the fat pack on my thighs.
A friend at work tells me just about every day how incredibly optimistic and inspiring I am... and it's amazing to me that I come across that way, when inside I am so unsure of everything. I'm still learning my craft, still learning how to be confident doing what I love, and still learning to trust that everything will work out--the way it's supposed to--for the better. Breathe.
Anyway, thanks for letting me rant. I know it's not epic... but it helps to get it out, you know? I will leave y'all with some highlights from the past week's sessions. Happy Tuesday.