Learning a new business….

So I recently decided that after giving Teaching three years of my life (not to mention my honeymoon, my health, parts of my sanity, a huge portion of sleep and vacation time….) I want to do something that gives a bit more proportionally to what it takes.  Maybe one day when I find a system that will not screw/overwork/stifle it’s employees so much (rhymes with Schwinnett County), I’ll consider returning to the field.  I truly believe in the profession.  Just not the assholes that are currently in charge in the greater Atlanta area.

So together with my husband, I’ve incorporated a business and am supporting myself by working for myself.  While seeing the boss in the mirror each morning can be a trial (I can’t escape her!), it’s worth it.  You should see what she let’s me wear to work!  PJs!  (Yea, what was your dirty mind thinking?)

The process of learning a business from the bottom up is interesting.  Not every second, but the vast majority of it is.  I’m learning something that directly influences my life.  I’m learning the rules, the forms, the patterns of business.  It’s a steep learning curve, but I’m enjoying it.  And I’m no longer responsible for the output of 28 little people.  That’s very, very, very nice.

The upside is my freedom to set my schedule.  The upside is that I now have the energy to go out dancing in the evenings.  The upside is that my commute is about 25 feet from my bed.  Upsides all around.  There are downsides, but they are outweighed.  And as long as the economy is in the toilet and I’m still able to handle my finances instead of having them handle me, I’m okay with both sides of the coin.


Happy Almost Birthday to Me

So I’m now one week and a day away from my 30th birthday.  In the past, I’ve never ascribed to the notion that birthdays have a physical effect (beyond the obvious, that is) on a person.  25 didn’t ‘feel’ different.  28 didn’t ‘feel’ different.  29…I imagined it felt different, but it ended up not.

But this one feels different.

I’ve felt like this one has been like a major league pitcher, winding up to throw one at me.  It been going on for weeks now.  I ‘feel’ different.  I feel…ready.

I think.

30 seems like the perfect time to try a few things I’ve been wanting to try. I’ll use the birthday as an excuse, but these changes are not related to the birthday at all.  I’ve been wanting to do these things for a while.  Hair color change, a few new piercings, saying some things I need to say that are caught in my chest like a tumor (some things decades in the making), joining a new volunteer effort, painting more, playing guitar more, going out dancing more…. yeah, this has been a while in building.

I have saved money carefully and been responsible for So. Damn. Long.  Every year that I taught school, I saved 40-50% of each paycheck, since my teaching job for the following year was never secure.  So I’d save with a ‘Rainy Day’ mentality.  That makes you slowly crazy, plus it sucks the life out of you, however necessary.  At least, it didn’t make me more ‘inventive’ in my entertainments.  It just made me feel guilty about spending any money I didn’t need to.  So I saved, and saved, and saved.  And then when teaching jobs weren’t forthcoming, I’d substitute teach and live off of savings, while they slowly dwindled.  Miraculously, whenever the savings were about to run out, I’d get picked up for another teaching contract.  I call the Providence.  And I would recognize it for the Luck and Blessing that it was, every time.  The Universe takes care of me.  I just don’t always take care of myself.

And after years of saving as much as I can, I’m tired of it.  I’m not going to go nuts and blow my savings, but a few of the things I consistently deny myself (a new piercing) because I can’t justify the expense- well, I’m just doing it.  I’m getting my hair done the way I want.  I’m joining a singing group again.  I’m playing guitar.  I’m protesting politics.  I’m getting out more.

And my savings account will just have to understand.  Happy Almost Birthday to Me