I feel like I’ve been caught up in a whirlwind these last few days. I met with my two bosses on Friday. They told me they were announcing some major organizational changes on Monday and were giving me a choice: I could either shift into a new role with in a more structured team framework or seek my fortunes elsewhere. I had been expecting something along these lines for a while now. They gave me the weekend to think over my decision.
I really didn’t need a weekend to decide but I used the time to prepare for the biggest leap of faith I’ve had to make. I made some calls, sent some emails and got busy. Dena and I had talked about working for myself for quite a while but making the transition from full-time to self-employment is scary. It’s an entirely new kind of responsibility. It will challenge me in every conceivable way. Despite that I still feel up for the task.
On Monday morning I gave my official notice and started my new life as a freelancer. Oddly enough, I’ve been busier than ever since making the decision — and I’m loving every minute of it.
I realized that life likes to throw curveballs. It’s easy to just wait for the fastball over the plate but sometimes you’ve gotta swing.