I have proudly been an entrepreneur for 13 years. Longer, if you count my short-lived gift basket business in college. I thought I’d always be one, and that I’d never take a JOB job.
But that’s exactly what I’ve done.
And I couldn’t be happier. Here’s why I traded being my own boss for a 9-to-5:
Sometimes you need a change
If I’m being honest, things had become a little stagnant in my business. I wasn’t finding the joy I once did in my work. I was adrift and needed direction. I’m a big believer in The Universe listening to your thoughts and secret wishes, and so it shouldn’t be a surprise that business slowed down once I realized I was unhappy—way down. Thanks, Universe.
What that did was force me to deal with these feelings of discontent. If running my business as I had for over a decade was no longer working—no longer serving me—what did I want to do? What options did I have?
I started looking for a job, but only half-heartedly. You see, I’d done this half a dozen times over the years when things got slow, but then I’d get a slew of new clients and wouldn’t have to go work for The Man.
Only … I started getting excited about what I saw out there. I’ve run my content marketing agency the only way I’ve known how, and there was a whole world of content marketing magic happening outside of my bubble. I quickly realized how little I knew by reading job descriptions that didn’t fit my skill set.
Rather than being daunted by this, I took it as a challenge. How much better a writer and marketer could I be with additional resources and knowledge? What would it be like to work with other smart people? What would it be like to focus on one business (my employer) than to switch from one client to another on a daily basis?
I stopped looking at taking a full-time role as a means to a financial end and started seeing it as an opportunity to sharpen my skills.
When the right thing comes along, take it
I’m not a patient person. At all. So the job hunt got a little frustrating.
“I’m totally qualified for this role! They’re crazy not to hire me!” I muttered to myself one too many times, my eyes glazing over from spending hours perusing job boards.
Then, just as my mamma told me, a door opened because of my networking. I’d told a friend in the business world about my fruitless search, and the next day, someone he knew asked if he knew of anyone that would be a good fit for a writer role.
That connection led me to talk to an employee of my new company, and within a week, I had an offer.
A week later, I flew to the company’s headquarters (thank HEAVENS they let me work from home!) to meet the team. I was in awe at how on top of everything from due dates to data this marketing team was, and I hoped I would be able to contribute my fair share.
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