All's Well that Ends Well

I have never been busier, but in the same breath, I will add that I have never been happier professionally.

It just seems as though all things have worked together for good. I have made some INCREDIBLY friends in my life and as the Jamaican saying goes, "Good friend better than pocket money." I am now believing that when you are a good person, and are good to people an do your work well, blessings follow.

I have a LOT to give thanks for this year. Starting a company aint easy. Especially when the start up capital is every dollar you have to your name... and with a penniless, plebeian surname like mine, that aint much. However, I have to say that I have truly seen God work through other people to make way for me.

I really love my work. Maybe it because for the very first time, I define that word for myself. You know what? It feels damn good!

Selah.

Day number how much?

OK... I have discovered that entrepreneurs work harder that farmers' horses.

I haven't even found time to sit and breathe.

I am currently pitching for two additional projects, one of which coincides badly with a current deadline. I must be suicidal huh? Well, I figure it may be famine any of these days so I better take the work if I can get it. Plus, its a GREAT job to have in my portfolio. Have to build substance for the company website to attract other great projects.

So... needless to say, I am bowing out tonight in utter exhaustion.

Selah.

Day 4

I have been having a flutter belly since yesterday evening. It seems the reality of what I have done is finally settling and somehow my fear of failure seems to be fighting my determination to succeed.

I know that I am right about what I have done deep down. There was no other way. Entrepreneurship is the only way for self-actualisation. I make the rules. But whoa... I feel like there are so many things to do and not enough time to do them.

Things are not working out with someone I contracted to work on the project and I just cannot find the time to send her a letter. I wrote it but I cant really send that out in an email. It just doesnt make sense to continue an arrangement that is simply not working out.

My car is in the garage (finally) so now I am stuck at home too. This is not so bad because I need to tie up some loose ends.

In the midst of all this, I also have to move sometime soon.

What is life without constant change?

Starting out...on day 3

So why start a blog on day 3 and not day 1?

Well... I never woke up scared shitless from a nap on day 1 with such anxiety that my stomach hurt and had an overwhelming need for expression.


So why entrepreneurship?

Read my profile, that's where I am coming from. It was either this or hours upon hours of psychotherapy and even more drastic treatments.

Why now?

What else do we have but right now? If you know the secret for guaranteeing tomorrow, please ask God permission to pass it on to me.

Why "Girl On Top?"

Is there any other way really? The pun is clearly intended.