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Whilst watching the football last night with the other half (not really watching if I'm honest, just mirroring any grunts or sighs he did whilst updating cover photos!) I had a revelation. Well, not really a revelation, because I've had this overwhelming feeling every day for the past few weeks. A feeling of relief. Fear. Nervousness. Excitement. Restlessness.
I am one of those people who continually worries and obsesses over what I'm going to do with my life. How I am going to get the money for rent, food, the car, petrol. I sometimes forget about the important things; having shelter, food, my lovely boyfriend, and I just stress over the fact that I could end up in a job that I absolutely despise. And I could start to become that person who only looked forward to the weekend.
I have had many jobs in retail in my post-school, living-away-from-home years. Ones that I would have to drag my sorry butt out of bed for. Ones that I would cry in the toilets on my lunch break because I was being subjected to horrible things, yet still wasn't making the money I needed to pay rent.
I recently lost my favourite job yet, being a graphic designer for a teaching resources company, and although I had hard days, I loved being the head designer and living in photoshop six hours a day. I won't dwell on my redundancy, it wasn't my fault and I can't change it (I'm even thinking it was a blessing in disguise), but there is one thing, I ain't going back to retail! I'm not going to be wasting five days a week.
This is where that feeling of relief, fear, excitement comes in. I absolutely love my current job. Creating these paper goods, running this little business. I probably can't even call it my job because I'm making zero at the moment but it's what I fill my days (and nights) with. I've never had so much enthusiasm or motivation for one project. And when I get this feeling, I realise that this is what I want to do. This is how I want to make money to live.
But of course, I realise how hard it is going to be, how I'm probably going to have to get a part time something (which I don't mind!), how people aren't going to be so happy that only my other half is actively earning money (he, the measure of the man himself, is 100% supportive of me, and he's dealing with my sheets of paper lying everywhere brilliantly!), but I am so ready for the challenge. I'm going to work hard to ensure this is my full time job.
Doing something I love has always been a priority for me, and I think I've finally found it.
Anyone else out there hoping to do the same? Leaving the day job behind? Leave me a comment with your story and we can support one another! I'd love to hear what you think.
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