It is official; I put in my two week notice at work on Monday morning. I’m officially a full time entrepreneur!
Actually, I’ve been panicking for the better part of a week, pretty much since I decided this was actually going to happen. I had gone back and forth on the idea for the last couple of months, but kept deciding to stick it out a little bit longer for various reasons and reassurances. I wanted something concrete to grab onto when I made the leap. I’m not sure if the handhold finally manufactured itself with my best ever earnings this month or if something just clicked and I gained the confidence that I needed.
I’m confident in myself beyond all comprehension, but that hasn’t stopped the constant coming and going of butterflies I’ve had for the past week. It is a little better now that I’ve turned in my letter and can’t turn back. But over the past week I tried everything I could to reassure myself that I was making the right decision. I read every piece of risk taking literature I could. I used mind mapping techniques and decision matrices. Nothing really helped to calm me down, I just had to muster through it, knowing that I was making the right decision for myself.
Ultimately, this is just a trading of lifestyle priorities. I knew this would happen eventually (or, at least, hoped with all my might), but the scale finally tipped too far to the other direction to stay where I was at.
So where do I go from here? I have a lump of savings to help with my expenses for the next several months while I get some extra income rolling. I also plan to supplement with freelance jobs (primarily SEO content writing). I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I tell you that I’m the most resourceful person I’ve ever met—if I’m not, then it’s a close race.
In September, my online income passed $100 for the first time. I know it isn’t a lot of money, but I think it’s pretty cool that I created a recurring source of income out of nothing. Since I did this with an inconsistent, burnt out effort during nights and weekends, I know that I can quickly scale to produce a much more sizable number each month with a steady and more forceful effort (and especially because I now have a base to build off of).
I’ve heard a lot of criticisms about my decision, both requested and freely offered. I suppose if you’re not me then my decision may sound reckless, crazy, and rash. However, I don’t think that there is such a thing as failure in my position when you consider the variables.
- I have to make it work. There is no plan B.
- I was already losing; I was locked into the wrong career path. Changing that can’t make the situation worse.
- While I’m temporarily worse off financially, I’ve gained in numerous other areas of life.
- My plan is flexible. I can now change directions in an instant if I see a better opportunity.
I’m so excited to finally get a chance to do something that I’m really excited about with as much effort as I can give. I’ve never pushed myself to my limits doing something that I wanted to do before (except, perhaps, cross country in high school), although I’ve flirted with my limits several times doing things I didn’t want to do (college). I can’t wait to find out what I’m actually capable of.