
I’m sipping single malt on my porch as the sun sets. The cat is hunkered underneath the outdoor fireplace, and the dog is chewing noisily on a bone. Life seems to be moving slowly.
I’m not fooled. It’s just starting to speed up.
The scotch is a present from my wife. She’s congratulating me on quitting my job. Just a week ago I gave notice at the day job. It’s not something one does every day. In fact, I’ve worked there for over six years.
But it was time to go, and opportunities await. I am going to freelance, full time, doing web design and a little bit of podcasting. After six years at the day job, this could be a bit of a terrifying possibility. I mean, leaving your job without any guaranteed income? Are you crazy?
Maybe, but honestly, I have a lot of peace about this opportunity. I already have some great clients as well as some excellent prospects.
Originally, I had thought I might quit my …
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