I think it’s safe to say that Summer is my quiet time around these parts.
The sun calls me outside—to the garden, to hikes with the dog, to basking in rays. I am a child of the outdoors, so when the sun is out, that’s where I want to be. (I suppose I could take my laptop outside and write, but it’s just not in me…)
Today, it is grey and cloudy outside, which somehow makes it easier to sit still and write.
Big changes are afoot in my life, and I am at once both excited and terrified. Change is hard—fear of the unknown can derail efforts to evolve and grow. But, I have lived with my anxieties long enough to know how to move forward. You simply take a deep, deep breath and set one foot in front of the other.
In two weeks, I will be starting a new job in a completely new field. This was a very unexpected opportunity that came up, and a hard decision to make to leave my beloved Silverado Portland Jewelry. I have truly loved working with all of our artists and customers over the past 3 1/2 years, and have learned so much more than I can convey (coming soon to a FRP Post near you!)
However, this new position will allow me to grow in other ways, and is far better for us financially. Right now, that’s where our goals are—we want to pay off the mountain of debt we have, and be debt-free and eventually financially independent. It’s going to take a while, but this is a move in the right direction. I have been having a lot of conversations about this over the past couple weeks, and I honestly believe that moving out of the jewelry retail industry will also help with inspiration for creating jewelry, as well as helping to heal my shoulder injury.
And of course, I will still be sharing my knowledge here, until the well runs dry.
For now, as painful as goodbyes are (I may be a bit tearful the next couple weeks!), I am looking forward to a regular schedule, and the freedom to join in on evening and weekend events with friends, the ability to enjoy the holidays, etc. I never thought I’d want a 9-5 job, but after decades of working weird schedules, evenings, weekends, and barely making ends meet, it’s time. I am ready for this next chapter.