I saw a quote this week that I’d seen before, but really hit home with me. “Stop waiting for Friday.”
I’ve worked for 15+ years as a marketing professional. Companies big and small. Worked my tail off in an agency. Helped take a company from startup to success. I’ve always had a passion for everything marketing – writing, design, SEO, email, web, PR, etc. And I’ve had some great jobs with opportunities for promotions and to always contribute more.
But about a year ago, something changed. I had my second child and something was just different. It felt more like going through the motions, and I was always waiting for Friday. Waiting for Friday so that I could cram in the things I really wanted to do. Spend more time with the family. See friends. Have a weekend getaway. Get caught up on housework. Finish that DIY project. Just go to the grocery store.
I talked with friends and family, but still wasn’t sure what I wanted to do next. Should I stay home with our kids? Will a better job fix things? Should I go back to school? Going out on my own wasn’t something that was even floating around in my mind. Until it was.
My husband started a new job where he’s pretty dependent on himself to be successful. I started getting invested in what he was doing and the ideas started flowing. This was at the same time we were talking about whether or not I should change career paths. He told me I was crazy not to be doing something marketing related – but on my own terms.
So here I am, about a week into running my own marketing gig. It’s been one of the best weeks of my life and it’s seriously a little bit of a bummer that it’s Friday. In just 5 days, I’ve built and launched my website, started a Facebook page for my business, connected with old colleagues (too many to count), have my first three clients, and have a pretty full calendar for the next couple of weeks.
I’ve worn yoga pants and a baseball hat all week. My lunches are pretty much (more) coffee, a granola bar and a piece of fruit when I realize it’s 2pm already. I’ve let my kids sleep in and we’ve spent more time together. I went to the grocery store at 10am on a Friday.
I’m not sure exactly what adventures I’ll get into next week and into the future. But I’m certain I’ve stopped waiting for Friday.
Thanks to everyone who has supported me so far!
