I have finally had enough! Enough of a job I never wanted. Enough of constant criticism. Enough of doing my best for the same people who drop you in the blink of an eye.
When I took early retirement from the Police in 2014, I naively thought I could earn a little extra to top up my pension with a little self employment, my old job in fact. Of course there was a reason why I packed up my old job in the first place. It’s just that after 15 years I had forgotten that, or at least the memories had faded. So here I am 4 years later, about to pack it all in for a second time. After all who needs money?
So plan B, or is it plan C? A few years ago I started painting, I’m no Michaelangelo, but at least my pictures are recognisable. I don’t like any of them, and I probably never will, but other people seem to like them. For some reason when I step back all I can see are the faults. There are a few on my website if you want to have a look. I had this great plan to paint like crazy and become an artist, except without a specific date in mind that plan is just a dream.
After my latest visit to my doctor, and several more sessions of therapy talking about how stressed I was, I decided to jump ship and go for it full time. The idea came on very quickly, as have all my previous job and business ideas. It was spurred on by a client, one of the few reliable ones, who started telling me how she earned a living crafting and selling on Facebook. So I had a look. There was nothing out of the ordinary, lots of nice little trinkets and such, all hand made, but her customers loved them. More importantly she loved making them and was earning pretty much the same as me without the stress.
At times like this in previous years I have gone out and spent thousands of pounds on sun beds which I rented out; set up a kickboxing club; trained as a driving instructor, and jacked in them all at the height of their success to join the Police. No I don’t knowhy I joined up either, no it was never a life long dream, no I’m the only member of my family in the job, I just thought it was a good idea at the time.
One week later I’m turning away new customers so that I can set up my arts and crafts business. Yes it’s stressful at the moment, yes I’m worried that I’m doing the wrong thing, no I’m not going to change my mind.
I have taken advice from current and former art teachers all of who me have offered encouragement, lots of research is already in the bag and plans are taking place, I just need to sell something now.
Go for your dream. You only have one life and things can change so quickly. Good luck.