When it rains it pours, version "OMGILOSTCOUNT"...
So apparently I'm going through another chapter change. I'm finding it interesting because it was pointed out the other week, when my office neighbors (a bar) tried to circumvent our landlord and offer to pay for me to move. Nice idea, but they would be on the short stick, because the landlord wouldn't go for what they'd want to do anyway. But besides that...the overly strong hint that it's time to move house came a few weeks ago with the deck bullshit (I think I posted about that here), then the office stuff, and now one of my long-term clients is going to become a "when I need/when I can" client. While that's not an overly bad thing, as I'm trying to do away with our once a month discount, it doesn't take away the sting of reality - that everything is impermanent. It has me questioning whether this place can be shifted to that business model in the short amount of time that I would need to do that.
Enter opportunities. A friend of mine approached me months ago with an idea, maybe it's a sign to start putting in energy towards it, as it's along the lines of what I did want to do with this place. If things continue and it keeps my weekend open, I can jump into the weekend raft guide job that I planned to do down the line next year. I can open up another day at the gym. I now have an open weekend to start teaching yoga. Lots of possibilities, but it's a matter of figuring out which direction the push is going. And that makes my anxiety levels spike (they were high today to begin with, I think my body knew this was coming).
I'll have more later, lots of thinking to do. Need to brainstorm about what I really want to do with my life, as the 40s are coming up, and this is very reminiscent of what happened around age 28 (when this whole business thing started to fall into my lap).
Enter opportunities. A friend of mine approached me months ago with an idea, maybe it's a sign to start putting in energy towards it, as it's along the lines of what I did want to do with this place. If things continue and it keeps my weekend open, I can jump into the weekend raft guide job that I planned to do down the line next year. I can open up another day at the gym. I now have an open weekend to start teaching yoga. Lots of possibilities, but it's a matter of figuring out which direction the push is going. And that makes my anxiety levels spike (they were high today to begin with, I think my body knew this was coming).
I'll have more later, lots of thinking to do. Need to brainstorm about what I really want to do with my life, as the 40s are coming up, and this is very reminiscent of what happened around age 28 (when this whole business thing started to fall into my lap).