What is Good Enough?

Either I'm not enough or I'm too much for these people.

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Here we are, another decision made, the beginnings of a plan, but no clear next step. A decision theoretically ten years in the making is finally the only option I can see for myself.

Of course, this decision doesn't come after one or two small things...or maybe it did. Either way here I am, "ready" to go back to my hometown in order to use my clientele base to grow from there.

I have known for a long time what my ultimate goal looks like, and now when I feel at my lowest ever in my life, see no other excuse than to make that goal a reality.

I applied and applied to more and more positions, hoping one would hold me over until I could make a plan on how to get to the next plan. Continuously toeing the line of "what I can do" versus "what I want to do". Whole time when I was applying, I never felt truly satisfied when submitting my resume.

I even played around by taking off my Master's degree credentials from my resume. People would overlook it or use it as an excuse for not hiring me. Even though I'm positive none of the positions I applied for had anything remotely to do with it. It's simply a time tracker, ya know, what I was doing while working three part time jobs for years at a time.

Then I had an interview where he literally told me I was overqualified, but that he would consider adding me at a different position. While I appreciate the thought, the ignored email response said otherwise. Or maybe I sent it to the wrong email (I did double check). The answer may never be revealed, but I couldn't just sit and wait for something, anything to happen.

So one, honestly probably manic induced, Tuesday, I emailed, texted, and called all the beautiful women in my life that have done exactly what I am gearing up to do.

Opened a business.

While it was a very panicked day, I got more done in those few hours than over the past decade.

Now as I move into the harder parts of the journey, I can only look on the positive side. I was tired of wondering if it was something I was lacking or if it was the 'overqualified" details of my resume that determined my fate. I am ready to take the reins into my own hands.

From My...

You've got to be worth your own time before anyone makes some for you.

So wish me luck!

From My, Studios hopefully coming soon.

See you there,

Chelsea