Don’t Give Up Your Day Job…
Today I gave up my day job. I am no longer a primary school teacher: I am a writer, I am a designer, I am a knitting/spinning/crochet teacher and, funnily enough, I enjoy all those things more than being sworn at by snotty little kids who I will never get any joy from as I’m only there for a day.
My Reasons (apart from being sworn at):
1. The book wasn’t getting done. Mum read through the plan last week and said “um, this says ‘proposal to publishers end Feb’ … it’s the end of Feb now…” so we pushed the proposal date back. And I realised that that was going to happen a lot if we didn’t actually do some WORK.
2. I can’t be a famous (or even struggling) writer/designer if I don’t submit anything. If I had gone to school today I would almost certainly have missed the Knitty deadline which snuck up on me and went BOO! this week.
3. Stomach cramps on Monday mornings.
4. Getting up early on Monday mornings.
5. Sometimes you just have to go with your gut feeling.
Incidentally, I haven’t actually quit my agency, I just don’t intend to call in for a while. It’s there in reserve in case I find I’m missing the pitter patter of medium-sized feet (hah) or I start to starve.
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I may write more on this later, at the moment I need to go earn a buck.
Ciao!
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March 5th, 2007 at 1:16 pm
Good for you! - I gave up my day job 4 years ago, and whilst I am skint most of the time, I am also the happiest I have ever been, and am enjoying loving life!!
March 5th, 2007 at 1:41 pm
well done hun, happiness is the key and I hope your choice brings you that in plentitude!
March 5th, 2007 at 3:23 pm
How exciting! Best luck to you. Can’t wait to read of your successes in the very near future!
March 6th, 2007 at 6:43 pm
Well done for taking the plunge and best of luck with The Book!
March 8th, 2007 at 12:15 pm
I want to do that too… oh so badly.. :(
I’m happy for you though! Gives you time to concentrate on the things that really make you happy! Go for it girl!! :)
August 6th, 2008 at 1:44 am
Good for you! Here, here! Congrats for going after your dream!
I seem to coward out when it comes to following mine. I moved to Ely, Nevada, USA last year and love the high desert/plains. The views are beautiful (if you like sagebrush and mountain views (which I do.) The fly in the ointment is that I have to eak out a living, somehow. I’ve tried substituting and also taught at the local college last year. I too am tired of stomach cramps, all the time it takes to prepare a lesson, and, from the substitute teaching, tired of snotty kids. One of my college students talked to me and said she had a panic attack before the class. I thought, “Get used to it honey, you can have panic attacks before you teach 4 times a week.” But I was professional…and comisterated.
I’d like to open a knitting store here. Although it’s small, there’s alot of traffic as the snow birds move from their homes in Canada to their winter perches in Arizona. I worked for a local hotel and although I got fired (can’t be chatty and work on computer at same time…just not my gift), I did get a chance to see and appreciate all the money that the snow bird hotel guests left at hotel and gambling casino. Canada must be pretty generous with retirement monies.
(Ely has about 9,000 inhabitants, 27 bars, and 4 houses of prostitution (it’s legal here), and no decent resturants.)