It’s funny, when I was working in the big corporate world, I swore there was nothing else I could ever do. Run my own business? Yeah, right.
Once my son was born, everyone heard me complain for an entire year about how hard it was to be a working mother.
Maybe it was the hormones, or maybe I just felt like whining, but at the time, I wasn’t willing to do anything
about it. I listened to my mother-in-law lecture me in her most supportive way, “I bet you could run your own business from home. You are so creative.
I am sure you could come up with something!”
My answer was always some version of “Thank you, but I am just not responsible enough. I don’t think I’d be able to hold myself accountable. I need a boss to tell me what to do, and I need to be able to rely on a steady paycheck. Besides, I don’t know anything about how to run my own company!”
I’d laugh at the absurdity of the thought.
Of course there was still a small part of me that wondered if I did ever run my own business, what would I do?
And then, again, I’d laugh at the absurdity of the thought.
And then I’d do some research online to see what others were doing. I’d find a bunch of ads for companies promising lots of wealth with very little work.
I’d day dream at what I’d do with all that extra cash- quit my job, pull my son out of daycare, buy a bigger house, maybe even hire a house keeper, and play, play, play. Happily ever after, play.
And then, once again, I’d laugh at the absurdity of the thought.
That is how I made myself believe I was trapped in my office job and I would never be able to enjoy a different life.
It wasn’t until I was laid off that I was forced to consider the issue at a more serious level.
Next week check in with Ally as she continues her journey. Check out her site at www.ourmilkmoney.com.