December 24, 2014 marks the day I took the jump.
The events that led up to this mile marker began, pardon the pun, brewing for many moons.
When we started Buffalo Mountain Kombucha, it became clear that either Scott or I were going to have to find a J-O-B, and fast. Our personal bank account was all but drained from starting up the business. Since Scott was the head kombucha brewer, it was obviously going to be me. Immediately, I came across a help wanted ad in our local newspaper. The employment section in our weekly published paper rarely has actual job openings. When I saw that ad, I knew I would get the job. It was so clear that the ad was placed there for me to see. I called immediately, set up an interview, nailed the interview and waited for the callback. It came. I was employed full time.
Fast forward almost two years.
Scott was shuttling the kids to and fro, brewing/bottling/delivering kombucha and I was in an office working for somebody else. Even though I was extremely grateful to have a job and steady income, I knew that our business was not going to grow unless I jumped in with both feet. Energetically, I was not completely on board. So much of my time was spent at my J-O-B that Buffalo Mountain Kombucha was more of an idea to me, I felt very disconnected. I became so entrenched in my J-O-B that I even considered delving deeper and committing more of myself to it. It was sometime during my second summer working that I felt the undeniable shift. There was absolutely no question that I could not continue working 40 hours. I asked to go part-time, working Monday-Thursday, my request was granted- with the stipulation that I would go back full time in the fall. It felt like freedom. I had 3 days free to be with my family and invest my energy into Buffalo Mountain Kombucha. I could do this.
Summertime sure flies by, doesn’t it? Fall came and there was no way I could go back to work full time. When I approached my employer about staying at 32 hours, she graciously assured me I was a valued employee and she would work with me, but it would be better for the company if stepped into a new position – one better suited for a part timer. I let this marinate for a few days. It dawned on me that my time there was indeed coming to a close and it wouldn’t be fair to the company or my co workers to be trained in a new position only to resign in the near future. I decided my future was now and resigned.
Leap and the net will appear, said somebody brave.