The things we did in out youth, seemed so very easy but when we have to approach it as an adult who is forty-plus it can be very scary, making me very nervous.
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It was during the first two years that I had expanded the opportunity into a business. I was collecting data for insurance companies and people in the banking industry. It was fantastic and it was great income for the next ten years. I was able to support my family, still go on vacation, and I always had someone available when my children came home from school, by this time I had a second child and I needed to know what they were up to. It was when the mortgage industry began to falter that my business started to feel the ache and pains of down sizing, and people spending less money.
While it lasted I loved it, I was able to come and go, I was my own boss, and as long as my clients got their information, they were happy and so was I. I was indirectly free to take a day off here and there, and there is one person I have to thank for that; he was the gentleman who originally offered the position to my husband.
Even though the fine gentleman and I have had some difficult ups and downs along with disagreements, all it all it has been interesting. To him I say thank you for the opportunity to have and run my own business; and while the business is still there, it is has slowly dwindled to a few bucks here and there.
This is where my forty-plus comes in, even while I am still conducting business on my own, I had to apply for a job, and I have been for the last six months, but today it is official, I have been hired, and I am very nervous. I am feeling kind of frightened, especially since I have spent the last fifteen years coming and going as I please. I will be working directly with people, and as friends I think I am great; in a business surrounding I am not so sure anymore. I am not the sixteen year old looking for a job, nor am I a thirty year old woman falling into an business opportunity; I am heading back to the work force, where there are bosses and supervisors, I hope my nervousness is not obvious, and my confidence will beam.
I am sure I will do just fine, since being self-employed for so long has built my confidence, and for that I must thank someone; that person is a friend, Steve is his name for getting me out there, trusting and working with me, he helped shape me into the nervous wreck I a today. Without him, I don’t k now if I would have had the ability to get back out there, and roll with the punches.
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