Today is my Grandma’s 80th birthday. What a great lady and an example of caring to me throughout my life. Thanks Grandma for everything.
Now, what is wrong with me? I keep dreaming about this business that some day I am going to start. I love hotsauce, making it, eating it proselyting its virtues. I have the web-site and everything but I am just to lazy and or scared to give it a shot. I know how hard a business is and how much it consumes your life, but I look at the people that have made the leap of faith and feel like a shadow of them. Who knows maybe my someday will be soon.
Maybe you have more sense than you give yourself credit for. I mean, think of the lives of some of the business owners you know…there’s a lot to be said for being able to leave your job and not think about it again until you go back. Plus, there’s the added dilemma of mafia-like tendencies with employees and such. Not that you know anyone like that. I’m just saying. There’s a lot to be said for hobbies.
Oh believe me looking at how busy some of the business owners I know is a big source of the “scared” and speaking as an employee, employees are evil. They all think that they know more and deserve more than they do. You are right, and I bow at the altar of your superior wisdom. I will give myself a break.
That’s better already. I kindof like this bowing business…now how to convince the rest of humanity? And can it be done with knitting?