It’s been all of eight minutes since I announced my plans to shift gears in my professional career. I can’t begin to tell you how many people have reached out with good wishes, encouraging words, and yes, even criticisms. I could sit here and tell you that it grinds my gears when people stick their noses in my business, but I’m choosing to share my story, so it’s going to come with the territory.
For the most part, everyone has been incredibly supportive. My friends have reached out with nothing but love, my mom is cheering me on like my own personal cheerleader, and my husband has shown me a whole new side. He’s always reminding me that life is too short to be unhappy and that doing work that inspires me is essential. (Probably because he knows I’m a neurotic nut when I’m not being fuelled by exciting projects.) Like I said, for the most part, it’s been good, but there are a few instances where the feedback has been less than welcome.
The most troublesome of all has been the comment about my choice to work at the bistro. I’ve been making plenty of jokes about turning my life upside down and becoming a barista, but that’s only because I can’t believe that I’m going to go from the daily grind of a corporate job to greeting guests and serving them coffee and treats. When I think about it, I laugh because it’s going to be an incredibly ridiculous change. But I certainly don’t laugh because of the type of work I’ll be doing. First of all, let’s be clear that the idea of someone’s value being defined by their career is absurd. While some people seem to have the fantastic job, the perfect family, the big house, and expensive car, it doesn’t necessarily mean they’re happy. That’s what this all boils down to for me. Happiness. Choosing joy. And when it comes to the work we do in our lives, I don’t think it matters what we’re contributing to the world. As long as we work hard, we’re respectful to those around us, and we finish our workday feeling happy and accomplished, I think it’s a win.
In the coming weeks, as I transition into my new routine, I’ll have time to do more of the things I love. And I’m not just talking about day trips, afternoons writing in coffee shops, or training for my next competition. I mean doing work that I love! In the short few days since my announcement, several people have reached out with opportunities for us to collaborate. Not every prospect is of interest to me, but it’s certainly great to have options and to be considered without seeking it. I find it particularly interesting that most of these choices are coming from people who have been following me through my social channels over the years, and who have found me to be particularly interesting and skilled to do the job they seek to fill. I don’t know about you, but I think it’s pretty great to be recognized for the things you love to do. And imagine, in the coming months, I could be doing that work from the comfort of my home.
I will undoubtedly be sharing these adventures with you as they unfold, and I hope that with every word I write, every clip I share, and all of the coffee shop check-ins, you get a takeaway. If you’re not happy, I mean genuinely, ridiculously delighted with your circumstances, it’s really all on you to make the necessary changes to live your best life. That might mean making sacrifices in some of the luxuries you’re used to. Reducing the size of your circle to find your real tribe. A not so fancy job title. But here’s the crazy thing about making those adjustments. Maybe, just maybe you’ll be so fucking happy it won’t really feel like you’re sacrificing anything at all.