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There is a contest for a 2 sentence story that several writing friends have entered. I am proud to say I know the first 2 winners!
So I decided to give it a try. If you read my previous blog post you know the inspiration for this one. Please vote if you like it. Here’s the link.
My job kind of sucks. I am an accountant by day. My job is bad enough, but the company had another round of lay offs. Nope, I wasn’t included but another person in the department was laid off. I am to take over her job duties, plus keep most of mine. Hey, I should be happy I have a job right? Wrong.
I am not happy to have the job. I was okay with the old job and figured I could stick with it until this whole writing thing took off for me. But the new job duties, forget it. I hate doing AP (paying the bills) especially when the bills aren’t getting paid and vendors are calling constantly to yell.
I have a dream of quitting my job and writing full time. I even had a plan on doing it once my son goes into school next year because I won’t have to pay $185 a week in daycare.
I have worked since the age of 12. Work to me has always meant doing what you have to do to pay bills. Not what you want to do. I have a hard time thinking that I can do what I want to do and get paid for it.
I agonized over this choice and as I was pulling out of the parking lot I said, “If I could only have a sign, I don’t need a burning bush, just a sign.” The first car I got behind was this SUV and their license plate read “MMbyeby” I’m bye bye. I am outta here. I call that a sign!
So after talking to my husband and several nudges from Michelle (Michy) from the Accentuate Services Forum, a new nudge from Cindy also from Accentuate and a whole lot of what ifs and freaking out to my good friend Susan I have decided to quit my job.
Wow, It is amazing just typing that one sentence. Let me do it again, I am quiting my job!
I am going to write full time. I am going to be a freelance writer. I am trying not to freak out.
Michy pointed out to me that I felt like I was not “enough…. not enough for everyone. Not just not good enough, but rather, not enough.” She went on to tell me that I have always been more than enough. She’s kind of wonderful like that.
She’s right. Even as I sat there at my desk today really considering quitting and almost going into a panic attack, I could hear that voice telling me that I am not good enough. The more I started leaning towards quitting the louder the voice got. It found some friends that chimed in that I won’t make it. I won’t make enough to pay the bills. I will bankrupt my family and will have to find some other accountant job that will pay me a lot less.
Screw ‘em. I am not listening to those voices anymore! I am listening to Michy, Cindy and Susan. They each have offered me so much encouragement and praise. I am listening guys. Thank you!
Susan, I am doing this for you too. If I do it When I do this and succeed, it will give you what you need to do it too. I have no doubts you will be successful!
I am going in Monday and announcing my freedom. Monday is Columbus Day, the day that Columbus supposedly discovered America. America the land of the free. He changed the world. I will be changing my world.
This is my Declaration of Independence!
I can’t quite believe it. I am still in shock. I honestly thought there was no way I would win. I thought the second place story would win. I had to read the announcement over and over. Here’s the post…
I am going to be a published author in a real book! It will be sold on Amazon. Wow, I am having a life long dream come true. woo hoo
I tried drinking some wine last night in the bathtub to de-stress. No go. My tummy has been upset lately. Too much coffee creating too much acid means no wine for me. How cruel is that? I want to drink the wine to help me relax but I can’t because I am too stressed out. Quite a paradox. Well, ok not really. It does suck though.
Onward and upwards right?! I am having my stress dream again. Mine usually is I am in school and I can’t remember what my next class is or I can’t remember my locker combination.
Now I haven’t been in school for mblk%d number of years- what you couldn’t read that? Darn blog must be acting up. Let’s just say I have been out longer than I was in school.
When I was in school I never had a problem remembering what my classes where or my locker combination. So why is this my stress dream? For an added twist as I was heading to the office to find out what my schedule is there was a herd of horses blocking my way. Horses? What do they represent?
I need a dream interpretation stat! And bring me a wine with that will you?
