A year ago today I started my first day of photography
school and as I look back on the past year, I am amazed by how much my life has
changed. Most of you that know me personally would have never dreamed that I
would quit the job at Showtime that I had worked so hard to get. I was always
so driven to be successful, get a badass job and conquer the world. I sped my
way through college and moved to Atlanta without looking back. Life was great
for a while, but ultimately I wasn’t happy. Don’t get me wrong, I loved working in the
entertainment industry, traveling all over the country, and I truly couldn’t
have asked for better co-workers, but I hated working for a corporation. I
hated all the red tape and restrictions and inflexibility. I hated the inefficiencies and the waste that
occurred all around me. I hated my 90+ minute commute to the office and the
fact that, unless I was traveling, I had to spend 40 hours sitting at the same
desk. And, above all, I hated the fact that, no matter how hard I worked or
what I accomplished, I was only allowed ten vacation days a year. Having to choose
between spending time with my family and Sev’s, friend’s weddings, holidays and
taking time off for my own personal sanity was a constant stressor. These days, while I’m not making nearly as
much money (at least not right now), I can choose my own schedule and take on
the clients and projects I choose. I spend my time being creative and
interacting with new people each day while they are enjoying some of the
happiest times in their lives. I can take a day off to go up to the mountains
if the mood strikes me. Or sleep all day and stay up til 3 editing. All on my
own terms.
Yesterday ended a ten day vacation I enjoyed with my family,
first in Nebraska, followed by a long weekend in Denver with my brothers. A
vacation that would have cost me all of my vacation days in my previous life.
That’s not how I wanted to live and I’m so glad I realized it before it was too
late. Being self-employed is a challenge, but one that I love whole heartedly
and I wouldn’t trade my life now for anything.
Parent's hammock, easily one of my favorite things about home |
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