Onward and upwards.
Virgo:: I hate to lay a sports metaphor on you, Virgo, let alone one articulated by a hockey player. But it's such an apt description of the approach that will work best for you in the coming week, I had to bring it to your attention. "I skate to where the puck is going to be, not to where it has been," quoth Wayne Gretzky. Apple CEO Steve Jobs liked those words so much, he made them his own when he introduced the iPhone to the public back in January 2007. Now I hope you will find a way to apply the idea in your own sphere.
So apt. I spent part of last night stricken with anxiety as I worked on my resume. For both personal and professional reasons, I'm looking for a job change in the near future. There are an abundance of administrative jobs out there to be had, and I'm very qualified for many of them. And then I realized... dude. I have my own business now. I can put myself on my own resume. And that's a job that I am excited to do when I get home. My hands itch to do creative work. The anxiety completely melts away. So I have been pondering the future-- I am not currently at a place where I can make a full-time wage from making jewelry, but if I took a part time job to pay the bills, I would have much more time to put into creation, marketing, and shopping my stuff out to local boutiques and the like. It would mean a shoestring budget for a little bit (not great when you're about to start apartment hunting), but also more time to jobsearch for something that is more suited to my skills if the gamble doesn't work, and well, a dramatic increase in personal happiness. It's a big risk. But nothing ventured, nothing gained-- if I keep returning to full-time administrative jobs, I'm never going to have enough time to focus on what makes me the happiest. So, I decided to apply to both full and part time positions and if possible, attempt to be my own boss more than I'm someone else's minion employee.
The fact that I shortly thereafter received one of the coolest commissions I have ever been offered cemented this. I am truly excited about it. Such fulfilling work.
I also got some quality time with the Annabean-- she made me big mozzarella sandwiches, helped me with resume wording and general moral support, gave me prezzies (whee, Buffy s8 Omnibus #1), and I made her shinies. Also, as much as I have loved Starbucks pumpkin spice lattes and years past, I do believe they're a touch too rich for me now. I truly am getting older! She gave me a beautiful card, too-- she was at my birthday party last year, as well, and what a change a year makes. In the past year, I have severed all ties to an unbalanced, unhealthy relationship, gotten a good bit of steam behind my company, pulled myself together in terms of dancing goals, and gotten into a relationship with the man I will very likely spend the rest of my life with. A few more tweaks need to be made, but all in all, it's been a steady uphill climb from ground zero last year.
Tonight, I have a mound of laundry and packing to do, and Jason is cooking me a birthday dinner. And tomorrow... Flissy and I will be on our way to Tribe-O! Four days of dancing, fun, and culture with the awesome ladies I know. A good time to decompress, shake off the jobsearching stress, and get my head in the "I am awesome" place that it'll need to be in while I slog through the interviewing process. Tomorrow, I'll be 25 years old. It's a good time for a change.
So apt. I spent part of last night stricken with anxiety as I worked on my resume. For both personal and professional reasons, I'm looking for a job change in the near future. There are an abundance of administrative jobs out there to be had, and I'm very qualified for many of them. And then I realized... dude. I have my own business now. I can put myself on my own resume. And that's a job that I am excited to do when I get home. My hands itch to do creative work. The anxiety completely melts away. So I have been pondering the future-- I am not currently at a place where I can make a full-time wage from making jewelry, but if I took a part time job to pay the bills, I would have much more time to put into creation, marketing, and shopping my stuff out to local boutiques and the like. It would mean a shoestring budget for a little bit (not great when you're about to start apartment hunting), but also more time to jobsearch for something that is more suited to my skills if the gamble doesn't work, and well, a dramatic increase in personal happiness. It's a big risk. But nothing ventured, nothing gained-- if I keep returning to full-time administrative jobs, I'm never going to have enough time to focus on what makes me the happiest. So, I decided to apply to both full and part time positions and if possible, attempt to be my own boss more than I'm someone else's minion employee.
The fact that I shortly thereafter received one of the coolest commissions I have ever been offered cemented this. I am truly excited about it. Such fulfilling work.
I also got some quality time with the Annabean-- she made me big mozzarella sandwiches, helped me with resume wording and general moral support, gave me prezzies (whee, Buffy s8 Omnibus #1), and I made her shinies. Also, as much as I have loved Starbucks pumpkin spice lattes and years past, I do believe they're a touch too rich for me now. I truly am getting older! She gave me a beautiful card, too-- she was at my birthday party last year, as well, and what a change a year makes. In the past year, I have severed all ties to an unbalanced, unhealthy relationship, gotten a good bit of steam behind my company, pulled myself together in terms of dancing goals, and gotten into a relationship with the man I will very likely spend the rest of my life with. A few more tweaks need to be made, but all in all, it's been a steady uphill climb from ground zero last year.
Tonight, I have a mound of laundry and packing to do, and Jason is cooking me a birthday dinner. And tomorrow... Flissy and I will be on our way to Tribe-O! Four days of dancing, fun, and culture with the awesome ladies I know. A good time to decompress, shake off the jobsearching stress, and get my head in the "I am awesome" place that it'll need to be in while I slog through the interviewing process. Tomorrow, I'll be 25 years old. It's a good time for a change.