TBT to the 4th of July ... standing on a bridge and watching fireworks across the entire horizon ... and the never ending cars whizzing by below ... I love holidays because they provide such a frame of reference for the time since. ▪️Ten days later I was laid off without warning. ▪️One month later I was drowning in the abyss of applying to jobs I didn’t even want to do. I wasn’t sleeping. I resolved to quit applying to jobs - forever - and make it on my own. But money puts food on the table ... and a roof over one’s head ... and I was starting to have chest pains. ▪️Two months later I’d pieced together a few freelancing projects and had wobbly but starting to be solid clients. ▪️Three months later, things were steadier, but I’d exhausted way more of my meager savings than I’d wanted. Feeling 68% steady. ▪️Four months later, I’d seen all of my former coworkers at a conference and (I think) convinced them that all was well. October went on to be fantastic and I landed clients into the future. My clients loved my work and talked a lot about “we” and “2018” and “by end of next year” ... and you know what ... ? I was already staring to feel secure and complacent and bored - even after all I’d just been through. It’s insane but human nature craves challenge. ▪️Five months later to the day I signed the lease on my new place in Las Vegas after a cross country drive. I channeled the complacency into action and moved across the country just to change things up. ▪️Six months later ... is today. My one-month-anniversary in Las Vegas and I’m sitting here writing this reflection on how amazing 6 months can be.
What will you do by next July 4? Stick with me to see what I do. ❤️ and thanks for reading! 🤗