I did it.
I quit. I left my comfy desk job. My security blanket. My dysfunctional family away from my dysfunctional family. I ditched my salary. I waved goodbye to what has been a huge part of my identity for the last six years now.
I did it all to spend more time with my one-year-old son. And to start on a new independent venture with my talented graphic design buddy.
Am I nuts? Most definitely.
Will it be worth it in the end? Again, most definitely.
Am I nervous? Uh YUH.
Can I stop dramatically asking questions now? Stopped.
And so, thus begins the documentation of my renegade life. Renegade makes it sound a lot cooler than what it really is. Sure, I’ll be writing, designing, providing creative direction, strategizing for new business, stalking out companies who could use a little brand love from my graphic design guru and I – but I’ll be doing all of this in between nasty diaper changings, messy, was-your-child-raised-in-a-barn-like feedings and vigorous, exhausting play sessions (read: chasing him, catching falling objects in his path of destruction, searching for what’s left of my sanity). I’m ok with it sounding cooler than it is. If you follow me on here, you’ll know the truth.
Great blog Nell, and congratulations!
Thanks Lisa!! I’ll be sure to include some of our old Geneseo tales as well…