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LAST WEDNESDAY WAS a weird day. In a way, I feel like I quit my job and ran away. With the holiday season, being back in Toronto and then jetting off to an early retirement in Fort Myers, it was very easy to forget what was really going on in my life.
Last Wednesday I woke up and was met with the reality of my choices. I was finally back in Vancouver, and the routine I’d spent the last 3 years building had changed. I got up, but I didn’t go over the bridge to work. I went to the couch.
Up until now it’s been sort of funny. “hahaha, sooooo I quit my job”, I’d drop like a bomb for shock value. I lived for people’s reaction. Last Wednesday, to myself, it stopped being funny and just felt like a bomb dropping.
There were up and down moments for sure. Not setting an alarm was an up. Twiddling my thumbs thinking “I have no purpose in life” that part wasn’t awesome.
The dream is free but the hustle is sold separately.
As I sat there I thought, “Okay, this is what you wanted. Now go do something about it”.
I had a million projects I was itching to start, but I had no idea where to begin. Overwhelmed is the understatement of the year.
It took me 1 day of feeling “what the fuck” to find my groove. It was the small pleasures like having the time to really cook and enjoy my breakfast or getting my butt to the gym early, (but not at an ungodly hour) that made me feel at peace with my new life. There’s something to this, I thought. As long as I can make money there is definitely something to this.
By Friday I had made my local coffee shop my office and worked feverishly to wrap up a few freelance projects. I was even inspired to finally start designing a freelance brand for myself (more on that soon!).
Now I’m hungry to work and I’m excited to keep figuring out how I can do that from home. This may seem odd, but the pleasure I get out of walking away from my computer to make lunch; like a real lunch, a lunch that you might not even attempt for dinner, and then having the time to clean up after myself before getting back to “work”… I can’t describe it.
5 TIPS FOR STAYING MOTIVATED BETWEEN JOBS
1 // Do not hit snooze. I still set an alarm for 7:00am and hit the gym by 8 or 9. Starting my day like this means I don’t have time to get in a funk between the sheets. Staying in bed too long could be the worst decision you ever make.
2 // The more you do the more you want to do. Just start somewhere and the rest will come.
3// Make lists. I have lists coming out the wazoo. I have lists of books I want to read, blog posts I want to write and daily to-do lists. Because I’m not necessarily being paid for all the things I’m getting up to (like writing blogs, designing my personal brand etc.) having a record of what I’ve accomplished acts like a form of currency to myself. I know these things are an investment in my creative being which ultimately will lead to real work, so as long as I keep knocking items off my lists I finish my day feeling satisfied.
4// Get out of the house. Go to a coffee shop, a park. Go do something. It’ll keep you inspired and the fresh air will do wonders for your brain. Plus a little human interaction is good for the soul, even if it’s just “I’ll have a tall almond milk latte”.
5// Bask in it. I keep reminding myself to enjoy this time. I don’t know that I’ll always be a “work from home, for myself” person so I’m mindful to enjoy that right now I can do things like laundry and groceries in the middle of the day and still be productive.
One of my reasons for making the change I did was that life was feeling so difficult. I wasn’t convinced that life should be so hard. I now know that to be true.
Freelancing or working for a company or whatever, work is work and it’s hard work but that doesn’t mean it has to be hard.
You can have the dream but you still have to hustle.
Imma hustling over here to make my dream work.