So I quit my job on Tuesday.
I’ve been working for the same company for six years, and I decided it’s time to grow some balls and stop taking the safe option. I love selling people stuff, but yeah, I love designing people stuff more.
So what am I going to do?
Well hopefully I can make this freelance design bizzo work. Maybe even paint some. Finish my stupid fucking novel which has been sitting partially complete on my HDD for the past year and a half.
And if the shit hits the fan and I make no money whatsoever, it’s okay. Because Biz is a butcher and makes shitloads. Oh wait, that’s a lie. We’ll have forty bucks a week to buy all grocery items. Basically we’ll be eating a shit ton of rice and veggie curry.
Perhaps the title of this post isn’t quite representative of the actual content. Maybe it should be…
Self Employment and the things you have to give up to make it work
Booze: My weekly spend on this item is far more than how much we’re going to be budgeting for our entire supermarket trip so this needs to go. Unfortunately the less successful I am, the more likely it is that I will feel the urge to drink. This will be the point in which I investigate home made stills.
Clothes: Even the second hand shop will be off limits. No more random five hundred dollar shopping sprees. No more weekly pilgrimage to TEMPT and Valley Girl for $7.99 tee shirts. No more shoes. No more fancy underwear. Hello five pack Rio briefs.
Debt: Credit card gotta go bye byes. No more spending on the card and paying it off before the due date to get points and save money on the mortgage. Emergency only, and even then only if I’ve managed to get some work the week prior.
Dentist/Doctor: Who the fuck am I kidding, I don’t go to these places anyway.
Procrastination: Pretty much everything I do is a procrastination tool for something else. This is a good thing. For instance, when I’m supposed to be designing your blog, I’m probably working on my book. When I have time set aside for writing, I’m more than likely splattering paint on a canvas and writing weird slogans on a tee shirt. Once I start doing this stuff full time I expect my apartment will be very clean.
Self Doubt: The reason it’s taken so long to get to this point is the self doubt, so I think now that I’ve made the decision and have set a date for which I will be leaving the daily grind, the self doubt is well on its way to being bye-byes.
Watching morning television: This is just something people should never do. Ever.
Staring blankly at my twitter feed: Yeah. That really has to stop. Oooh, ten new tweets!
Having fifteen tabs open all from Apartment Therapy: This just fuels my desire to buy things and/or decorate my apartment. Procrastination, shopping, debt, all in the one browser window. Also, I hate the new layout. Just sayin’.
Writing crappy blog posts like this one: I need to start writing stuff people want to read. I’m not sure this is going to happen, but I”m going to try. Valiantly.
Wish me luck, and catch me on Facebook and twitter if you feel that way inclined. Although I now realise you probably already do, one thing I don’t have to give up is rose coloured glasses in regards to my readership.