If you’ve read Rebecca’s bio, you know she talks about settling and her determination to STOP! I am very proud of her strength and courage to achieve more be better after all she has been through.
I am the complete OPPOSITE.
I never, ever settle. Although that may sound arrogant, it really hasn’t gotten me very far. You see, I love challenges. I love learning new things. I love systems and numbers and efficiency. Mostly, it’s only gotten me one unsatisfying jobs after another.
I start a new job, all fired up, all ready to learn & all excited. And then it gets old and monotonous… boring. Don’t get me wrong, I am far from perfect but I’ve always missed the passion. I just haven’t found the ‘something’ that makes me want to stay up until all hours, spend time away from my family, miss out on personal time. From what I’ve heard, a new business that you are passionate about does all of those things and more.
NOW is the time to find the passion. Let’s face it; I’m not getting any younger, any richer or any smarter jumping from job to job.
This is where décor, design, flipping houses and real estate come in. I love it! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE IT! And I always have so what the heck have I been doing for the last 10 years?!
I, like Rebecca used to do handy jobs around the house with my dad. We painted, papered and fixed many a room while I was growing up. I even diagnosed a few problems that the ‘professionals’ weren’t able to.
Then one fateful Christmas morning, I opened probably THE most important gift I’ve ever received. The smallest, cutest pair of vice grips. (What the hell is wrong with this girl, you’re probably thinking). There was a specific purpose for those vice grips and it worked wonderfully. From that year on, I got (and still do) some kind of tool from my dad every year. I am now the proud owner of drills, table saws, handsaws, drill bits, ratchet sets, screwdrivers, grinders and the list goes on. (Btw, I still have the vice grips, they’re holding my lazy Susan up in the kitchen. Lazy is an understatement!)
I’ve put all the tools to good use. I helped my dad build a shed in my parent’s backyard. I completely gutted and renovated my place. I say my place because I bought and did all the work long before Rick or our daughter Ava came along. I have never, ever cried so much out of frustration than I did laying the floors. Thank goodness for good friends and family who came to my rescue and put me out of my misery. It’s been so long, I almost forget the agony and am willing to do it again. Almost… any flooring contractors out there?
That being said, I am willing to embark on new and exciting projects. I know my limits and what to (hopefully) do differently this time around. That, and I need to update some things around this place because children just need so much stuff! Plus my former walk in closet/dressing room is now my daughter’s bedroom.
I’m so excited about the possibilities, I don’t know if I’ll sleep tonight…
Hmmm, could be the passion I was talking about.