Yesterday was 11/11.
Yesterday I shaved my head bald.
Yesterday I found a way to get to the person I want as an investor to my publication.
So today, I made it do what it do.
I decided to buy my future investor’s wife, a candle. Not just any candle. A $40 Sensual Candle Co candle. I lit it for the first time yesterday, and remembered my negative remarks when I heard it was $40 back in Feb. Sis definitely shut me up because that candle is worth every dollar. Yes, it smelled lovely but my favorite thing about it was how slow it burnt. I could totally see myself getting 60 hours of burn time out of it.
I drove through the storm, cranky kid in tow, for this candle. The whole time I was thinking “please be worth it.”
I got the candle and made it back to my side of town in a timely matter.
Then I finished up my portfolio.
I had absolutely no idea what I was doing when putting this together. Just knew that I had to do something.
I’m so nervous. Because this could be it. This could be exactly what I need to really make my dreams a reality.
I have been trying to remind myself, that even if things don’t go as planned, to keep on pushing.
“Worry and faith can not coexist.”
But I’m still so nervous. I got into an argument with my mom this morning about skipping work to go chase my dream. I spent my day trying to put this portfolio together. I had to sit and watch the doubt run across my parents face as I told them about another business adventure.
The thing is, I know they probably get tired of hearing me talk about it and nothing coming from it but it has always been the same dream.
I have been on this path for 10 years but at least I’m still on the same path, ya know.