How it all started…
“Just five more minutes…” I found myself saying every Monday – Thursday as my phone alarm blared. Fridays were usually acceptable to me for some strange reason. “Okay, just another 5 minutes.” I would say again as I rolled over in bed with my pillow over my head, doing my best to avoid the inevitable. We’ve all been there.
There has to be something else, something better out there. I thought to myself as I brushed my teeth in the morning.
I wonder if clown schools are accepting applicants. That seems like a fun job. I’d ponder as I put on my clothes.
Garbage truck operators make decent money. I would think to myself as I passed a garbage truck during my commute.
“Here we go again.” I often found myself whispering with a deep sigh as I took a seat at my desk.
I settled in for another day at a blah job. I worked for a company that didn’t care about me while doing an intensely disliked job.
At this point, I had spent years working for the same company and had risen through the ranks to join the management team. Despite my growth with the company, it didn’t make me happy.
Strangely, it didn’t make me want to be there. Unlike what I would have expected, there were no feelings of accomplishment or excitement.
There were no “aha” moments. I still felt the Sunday scaries without fail. Working what felt like a less-than-ideal job made me feel as if I was wasting brainpower and energy. But, most importantly, I felt like I was wasting time.
That’s when I knew that I had to make a change.
I thought long and hard about what that change needed to be. As an example, I’d think, “Maybe I should go back to school. Maybe I should change careers or fields completely. Maybe I should move.”
I’d decide on something. “I’m going to go back to school.” I’d say, all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. “These ideas are my cure-all! These ideas are the answer!” I’d spend weeks researching a major, looking at schools, finding financial aid, reading reviews, and… And then I’d decide, “Nah, this isn’t the answer. These solutions won’t solve my problems.”
Then, I’d face another exhausting day in management, answering questions, sitting in bone-chillingly boring meetings, and making decisions about things that did not matter.
As a result, I’d come home with the resolve to find a new solution to my problem. “Maybe I can network and see if someone I know has a better job connection for me. Maybe I can save money and quit this job while I look for a new one.” Maybe, maybe, maybe. As a result of this indecision, I spent years in this phase.
Do you realize how much time I wasted?! Years, YEARS, I tell you!
I got real with myself.
All along, I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to be my own boss, period. Full stop. I wanted to work for myself and not be beholden to a job that didn’t bring me any enjoyment or fulfillment.
I yearned to relieve the pressure of making a company successful. I wanted to release the burden of making sure others performed well. I needed to focus on myself for a change. So, I started my company and lived happily ever after. (lol.) Well, not exactly.
Just because I had decided what I wanted to do, it doesn’t mean that I did it. Is that what you assumed? You silly goose.
If you haven’t detected this already, I suffered from the well-known ailment of indecisiveness. Since the beginning of human civilization, this condition has been known to kill dreams and shutter businesses (statistic source: 404 Not Found). Me deciding that I wanted to be a business owner was just the first step in a long line of choices that I would have to make.
As an indecisive person, the thought of making cue horror screams choices was terrifying. I decided that being happy and doing something that made a difference was more important than my indecision.
I took the necessary steps.
Firstly, I started at the beginning of my thought process. “Okay, so I want to start a business.”
What kind of business? A physical business like a store? An online business like a website?
After months of thinking, I decided on a website. What kind of website? A retail site, a blog, a service-based site?
Secondly, I decided on a blog. Blogging is something that I had kicked around for years, but I never actually dared to do it. I knew that I wanted to reach and help people, and a blog seemed like the best way to do it.
I went through every step of the process this way. I was laying out steps, weighing them, and choosing one. I’m not saying this is the best way to do things, and it may be the worst method for indecisive people, but it worked for me.
I made progress.
Finally, after about two months of inactivity, I took the first step towards my goal. I chose a name and took the plunge. I was a domain owner! I was a blog haver! Yippee!
As a result of taking this step, I felt like I had momentum. Now what? An essential step in the process was to decide the subject of my brand new blog.
What purpose would the blog serve? I decided that my goal would be to help other women like me.
Women who were unhappy in their current lives, be it professionals, stay-at-home moms, and just about any other walk of life, who want to better themselves and learn to flourish. No matter where they’re starting from, women who wanted to thrive and improve their lives would be the audience for my content.
That’s why I started this blog.
It isn’t just because I want to be a business owner and, in all honesty, I still work full-time. I’m building a community of women who want to better themselves, better their lives, and be happy to jump out of bed (almost) every day.
I want to create a resource for things that I couldn’t find when I was at my lowest. Content that wasn’t available to me when I needed it most. This is why I started The Everyday Flourish.
We can change our lives for the better. The life that you dream of is attainable.
Come along for the ride!
I’m the test case for this blog. I’m using my time, energy, and resources to see what works and what doesn’t. I’m sharing my findings with everything I mention here to enhance my well-being and happiness as well as yours.
Reader, you are the reason why I started The Everyday Flourish. This blog is meant to bring as much value to you as humanly possible in ways that I can’t even fathom yet but, with time, I hope will manifest.
I hope that you will join me on this journey of learning how to succeed and thrive.
This is The Everyday Flourish.
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