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Breaking Free From the 9 to 5: The Vision

 

I was a bill collector in my former life. Well, not really in my former life, but just a few months ago.

I remember sitting in my cubicle, calling and awaiting calls, day in and day out, wondering how I got myself into this rut. I fought back tears every time I left my house to commute to work, knowing I'd be missing out on almost every important part of being a parent to my two children. When I returned home most evenings I was only able to interact with them long enough to bark out a series of commands as they prepared for bed. I was exhausted and missed my children. I was disconnected from who I was at heart, as I molded myself into who I had to be to maintain life. My obligations to things, people and a job were smeared across the board and I had lost my obligation to myself. There had to be more to my existence. And after the turbulent year I had had, I was determined to take control of my life and my future. I had to make some hard decisions.

 

I had applied for a particular work-at-home position, and everything had gone well. The only problem was that it usually would take months, even up to a year, to hear back because so many people were applying. I didn't have a year. My interviewer told me that although the process went well, to not expect to even hear anything from them at all for at least a month, and she confirmed all I had heard about it possibly being a year before an open position would be available. Eventually she began to sound a lot like Charlie Brown's teacher, as I thought to myself, "Ok, I'll hear from you by December 26th."

I shocked myself with the notion and boldness to think a company with a hiring waiting list would call me back a day after Christmas with a start date. God had planted a seed in my heart and I wasn't about to question it. Life went on as usual until 12/26 when my cell phone vibrated and out of anyone it could be, I knew it was them! I was offered a position that day. And at that moment I realized God had given me a plan and a vision bigger than I understood or needed to justify to anyone.

And so began my journey, but it certainly didn't end there.

I'll be giving your further insight into my journey and experiences as the weeks go on. It'll be open and honest as I share with you the wonders and hardships of the journey. Until then...

Have any of you taken the plunge? What was your experience? Any advice for those wanting to do the same?

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