I’ve heard it said that change is the only constant and I have been doing a bang-up job of living up to that lately. (Really? Who isn’t?) A recent round of layoffs at work meant that it was time for me to get started on that business I had been thinking about and building up to for years.
While I was going to work from 8 – 4:30, with occasional nights and weekend, I kept thinking, “Oh, wouldn’t it be nice if I could work from home and be more available for my children?” My job was terrific, the co-workers were fantastic, and I loved what I did. But I still kept dreaming of the beauty of starting my own business and working from home:
- My schedule would be planned around my children’s activities so I could get to all of the plays and concerts the children have.
- I only had to bring on the professional clothing and makeup for days I had meetings.
- Working undisturbed with a hot mug of tea was so tempting… especially the part where I was undisturbed by every office mate who wanted to chat.
- “Work” did not just have to be at an office or even a desk. Coffee shops, the library, and anywhere with WiFi could suffice.
With my switch to business owner being recent, I have been in the honeymoon phase of working from home. That is, until the plague hit my house!
In one 8 day stretch, all 3 of my children came down with the influenza. Not just a bad cold. The real deal! By day five, I was dreaming of dropping them off at school and returning to a good old job. Love my kids, but 8 days was enough to drive me straight off the cliffs of insanity. (100 points for anyone who remembers what movie that is from.)
After recovery and some serious sanitizing, I had some time to reflect on those things I missed about having a job.
- I REALLY liked leaving my house each day! Like, really! Really, really!
- A regular paycheck brings a sense of calm to this very structured lady.
- Working for someone else meant I had vacation and sick time so could still get paid to take care of my children when they were sick. This doesn’t happen when you are self-employed.
- I could leave work at work! I didn’t walk past my office on the way to cook, clean, or hug a child.
My point here is that, no matter where you are, the grass is always greener on the other side. When I was working in an office for someone else, I dreamed of being self-employed. Now that I am self-employed, I dream of a regular paycheck at a job I love. This reminds me of a quote I once saw: