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So, hi there.

Happy Fall, everyone! Aren't the cooler days and beginning of changing colors amazing?? I love this time of year...I really do.

It's been awhile since I've felt like writing anything. Big changes have been taking place in my life and for some reason the energy to deal with them, their implications, the day-to-day and try to think of something remotely interesting to say has been too much. But it's time to press on and let the thoughts flow again.

I'm now a consultant.

What does that mean? Well, it means I am on my own to generate enough business so that our financial ship doesn't sink while I tackle the enormity of school. It means I'm no longer an employee in any sense of the word, that I have no benefits, no real ties to speak of professionally, and am floating a little in a sea of possibility that feels a little like it's pulling me under at the moment.

But that's how it goes. I've done this before, but many years ago with much less at stake and I had a client who promised me all the work I could handle for the duration. And they delivered, so all was well.

My hope is to continue to do project work for my former company and be busy enough with that to survive the remaining years of school while still supporting their continuing efforts. That would be the ideal.

Because honestly, the prospect of generating new business exhausts me to the point of wanting to go fetal and stay there for about a month, you know? Building a new business takes incredible work, energy, focus and time. And I have limited amounts of all of those.

So for now I'm going to act like everything will be fine, and will work out as we'd originally planned it.

That seems like the very best way to go.


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