Nearly five years ago I became self-employed and started working from home. It wasn’t something I planned to do, it just kind of happened. Let me explain.
A couple of months before I started working for myself, I had the equivalent of a corporate job. I was working in diabetes research at Vanderbilt University Medical Center in Nashville. Although I was working at a well known and high reputed hospital and had phenomenal bosses and co-workers, I was completely miserable. I was barely getting by with what they were paying me, promotion was unlikely to ever happen, and (most importantly) I knew that this wasn’t my true calling. At the time, I was unsure what I was supposed to be doing with my life and it felt like I was at a standstill.
While I was caught up in this miserable holding pattern I had created for myself, I was given the opportunity to audition for a singing job at a Georgia nightclub. My then boyfriend / now husband was responsible for helping make that happen and I truly appreciate him for helping me work past that life desire. I had always wanted to be a singer, so when I was offered the job, I immediately took it. Sure that this was what I was destined for, I gave Vanderbilt three days notice and moved out of state by the end of the week. It was a very big risk, but it felt great to me at the time!
