Exactly eighteen months ago was the beginning of the saddest 24 hours of my life.
July 26, 2010
It was my second wedding anniversary and my husband and I had spent the day in Philly. We first caught a game at Citizens Bank Park. The Phils played the Rockies and won 5-4. Good game and good seats. We then ventured into the city and grabbed an early dinner at my favorite outdoor bar. It was an awesome day.
A month ago today, I was supposed to go back to being a teacher. Instead, I chose to be a solopreneur.
The past month has had its ups and downs. My web design business has been going great. I received an overwhelming positive response for Riding Solo (thank you for that!) I even had time to start brainstorming some new projects I plan to unveil within the next few weeks.
However, I haven’t felt alive. Something is missing and I think I know the culprit.
Oh, how I loathe Beer Goggles. You’ve been drinking all night, and all of sudden, the nerdy guy from across the room has morphed into David Beckham. Next thing you know, you’re making out with him, and your friends can’t get your drunk ass out of the bar.
Then, the morning comes around. You wake up in a panic realizing that you spent last night smooching Steve Urkel. Not to mention, you gave him your number. It’s been nine hours since you’ve last seen him, and he has texted you a whopping *twenty-seven* times.
Stupid Beer Goggles.
When I left my job to become a solopreneur, I caught a *bad* case of Retirement Goggles. They’re kind of like Beer Goggles but without the hangover. And let me tell you, these Goggles can seriously alter your life if you don’t do something about them.
Most of us went to college with a dream of becoming someone. For me, it was a teacher. For others, it was a doctor, lawyer, accountant, writer, or marketer.
But what if your dream changes?
What if you become someone you never dreamed of being?
Last year, that happened to me.
Today is the first day of school. However, I didn’t show up.
Let me tell you why.
You may not know this but in addition to my thesis design business, I’m also an eighth grade math teacher.
Former eighth grade math teacher turned solopreneur.
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