This past week marked a big milestone for me. I’ve written a lot about all the amazing and terrible things that happened last year, and talking and thinking about each of them as their anniversaries pass has triggered conflicting emotions. But last week in particular was the one-year anniversary of leaving my job, which was one of the emotional highlights of my year.
And when looking back objectively – in spite of everything, it’s been a pretty incredible year for me professionally. Continue reading
This is the long-delayed third part of a 3-part post about my experiences leaving my job, starting a business, and taking control of my life last year. I really recommend reading part 1 and part 2 first.
This post is also a lot longer than I meant it to be, because I have so much I want to get out, there’s too much I don’t want to leave out, and editing it more would only delay me posting it even longer. But if you follow my blog, pieces like this won’t be the norm for me. This one is special.
This is the second of a 3-part post summarizing my experiences dealing with illness and starting a business in the past year. I recommend reading part 1 first, where I talked about taking control of my life and leaving my job. In this part, I’ll talk about the next steps I took after quitting, and how I fell into starting a business.
I will annoyingly stick with the Hobbit metaphors.
Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire
I had just left my job due to illness, and I had no solid plan. But I expected I would find other full-time work before my limited funds ran out. I definitely had confidence that I’d find other jobs I qualified for, since my web development skills are always in demand. But that didn’t make it any less scary to not have a real plan.
I’ve been working on a couple of related posts around these topics for a while now, and delays and timing have led me to realize they’d actually make a good end-of-year summary of what was an amazingly turbulent time in my life, with loss, illness, and anxiety, all of which led to some personal and professional breakthroughs.
It’s been a weird year.
And since this write-up got pretty long and I had trouble finding anything I could let go of, I decided to go all Peter-Jackson-Hobbit on it and split it into 3 unnecessarily detailed parts. This is the first part.
Two weeks ago I was laying in bed in a hotel room in Charlottesville, Virginia, my sleeping daughter curled up next to me, as I reviewed doctors’ notes going all the way back to my birth, and typed out a summary of my entire personal and family medical history for the geneticist I was going to see the next day. It was a lot of material. Continue reading