Thinking Kinky : The Nappy Haired Diva

I lived most of my adult life believing I was meant to work for myself. I started off selling Avon. I would hustle my catalog to my colleagues at the investment firm I worked in and fill orders. I was building a decent client base and was receiving a small profit, however, I spent more than I earned to remain active as a distributor. Strangers had their own distributors and didn't want to purchase from me. I got tired of hitting up my clients for more sales and giving away trinkets with each purchase was dipping into my profits. Parties dwindled after the first one. Avon wasn't turning out to be the escape I needed from Corporate America. Fast forward to Arbonne. I was a beauty consultant or whatever we were called and I hosted a successful party along with developing a business selling gift baskets to peoples wives for holidays and birthdays. Again, I was obligated to have a base amount of sales so during slow months, I cut into my meager profit to meet the amount needed ...

Many of us have had that defining moment, where we contemplate working for ourselves rather than toiling away for an employer.  This idea is typically fueled by the desire for freedom from a myriad of common office issues from paid time off to water cooler gossip. While employees indeed make a company run, it's another thing entirely to run a company.  Being an entrepreneur is not an easy road.  As an entrepreneur, there is a tremendous responsibility for all aspects of your business from marketing to accounting. The amount of time required to build a business from the ground up will easily discourage most people. If you believe that you're wasting away at a 9 to 5, you will surely rot while building your startup. Every moment will be spent marketing your business, negotiating deals with clients, and if you achieve growth you can count on navigating the hiring process as well. It gets really fun when you have to master the art of payroll.  So often we see blo...

It's 11:39pm and instead of spooning with my significant other or at minimum, sleeping I am up typing another blog for my business. Can I do this tomorrow? Of course, but why? Tomorrow will only bring new demands to my day and I will have to conquer those before the following day.  This cycle never seems to end and as fatigued as I become, my commitment to my goal to be successful in my start-up outweighs any relationship , logic, and lately food.  I casually graze all day rather than sit down and actually enjoy a meal.  I joined an online dating service and have no time to reply to potential love interests. When I tell them that I am busy launching my own business they all seem excited and no sooner than a few days they have long given up on me, due to my tardy and brief replies which only serve as obligatory echoes to their valiant attempts at capturing my attention.  No, I don't spoon with anyone at night. I don't have leisure conversation. I don't sp...