After teaching 2nd grade [and absolutely loving it] for 2 years, I just knew that it wasn’t going to be my forever thing.
Life circumstances [aka a boy] pulled me out of my comfort zone [aka my hometown] and gave me the opportunity to stray from “The Plan.” When I made my move across Texas I decided not to find a teaching job. Instead, I found a job nannying two of the sweetest boys. My hours are perfect, my time with the boys satisfies my teaching itch, and I have the freedom to pursue a few unconventional dreams.
One of the biggest dreams actually came years ago in college.
I have always admired my best friend’s wedding & editorial photography business. When our friendship began over 6 years ago, I immediately was drawn to watching her not only shoot at sessions and post-process images, but design wedding albums. The process of telling a story of such a sacred day through limited images tugged at my creative strings.
In my stressful college days, I soon began designing wedding albums for her clients as a creative outlet. Often, I wished out loud that designing albums could be my real job. Oh I wanted to so badly.
But I was terrified.
Small businesses are not easy. The paperwork, the legal confusion, CPAs, taxes, insurance, being official, the whole shebang. I saw all those very real and very important things and allowed them to be a brick wall preventing me from ever having my own business.
Soon I had my own classroom and it was much harder to justify my time spent on albums when another pile of grading and more lesson plans waited for me on my table.