It really is hard to believe. I sometimes wonder if it has all been a dream! That was one of the hardest decisions I have ever made.
I left my job of seven years and started working from home. Today I want to share the “Why” and the “How” that made this whole process possible.
I moved to a small town in Pemberton, BC eight years ago, with my husband and seven year old son. A small town of about 2500 people and no one was doing gel nails! I actually thought that maybe I was in the wrong spot and that they weren’t ready for me. Just one of the many limiting beliefs that I have conquered over the years.
As fate would have it I met my future boss while I was house hunting for my mother. Right, she also moved with us! Thank goodness, because with the next couple years that followed, we sure needed the help with our boy. Her future landlord just happened to own a small aesthetic studio in Pemberton. She worked alone, but mentioned that she could really use someone to do gel nails.
Within three days of moving I was working part-time at Ivy Esthetics. I was thrilled! Though I have to say it was short-lived. Within three months I knew that I needed another job because the nail game just wasn’t cutting it. So reluctantly, I printed off my resume and headed into Whistler to apply for some retail jobs. On my Birthday BTW. Pretty much just looking for anything that would help to pay the bills.
I ended up getting a great job at Le Chateau working part-time as a footwear manager. I worked for Le Chateau three days a week and worked for Ivy three days a week while I built my clientele.
After about two years working in retail and juggling both jobs, my aesthetic boss came to me and told me of her plan to expand and move to a larger location. Adding a few services and employee’s. She also asked if I would be willing to quit my other job and commit to her full time. That was a big decision. I did the math and decided that if I only had four clients a week, then I guess I could “survive”. So I closed my eyes and took the leap. I have to say that my “worst case scenario” NEVER happened. I always had more than four clients a day!! Never mind a week!
Things really took off from this point. I was very busy and seeing about 6-8 clients a day! Looking back, this is way too many and I really do not recommend that to anyone. I was passionate and wanting to make a great impression, but at what cost? My neck and back were starting to kill. My arms were falling asleep in the middle of the night because of carpel tunnel. And I really had no energy left to talk to my family after I had been chatting away all day trying to come up with creative things to talk about.
After three years at this pace, I was burnt out. I stopped posting on social media. I stopped obsessing about what the next trend was. I stopped feeling passionate. In fact I was starting to resent it all together! How? I had worked so hard to create exactly what I wanted, but now I was resenting it??? This just didn’t make any sense.
I knew I wasn’t going to survive at this pace. I came to my boss and asked if I could cut my clients down to four a day. Almost half of what I was doing before! I don’t think she was pleased, but what really could she say. I’m sure she could also see that I was losing my drive.
The Mental Game:
I found my passion again. After things started to level out and I felt a little more rested, I also started to feel inspired. Its amazing what happens to your mental state when you are not over worked 😉
I spent the next couple years working with what has now become some of the closest friends in my life. We had a really good thing going. But as with life, things change and nothing lasts forever. Slowly but surely my closest girlfriends ended up leaving. Moving onto better career opportunities or having babies. Or both!
That sinking feeling started to creep back in. That fire was starting to diminish again. How could I get it back?!
A funny thing starts to happen after you have had the same job for about six years. You start looking for more. More money, more time and more inspiration. But with the position I was in, it made little to no sense to go and open up my own spa. I made relatively good money and the only way I could make more was to work more. Which we already knew wasn’t going to fly!
So as Oprah would say, “What is the next right move”?
I am so blessed to have such great support in my life. My friends, my husband and my 14 year old son had so much more faith in me than even I did. They could see and hear that I needed a change. Often encouraging me to just go out on my own. Then I could run things the way I wanted them run and could have more freedom with my time.
It wasn’t until my brother-in-law came to me with a computer drawing that he had done up of what the garage could look like if we built a small room down there. I could not even picture it in my mind, but as soon as I saw it on paper I got excited!
So was this it? Was this the right time to go out on my own? To leave my safety net and the comforts of the spa that I had grown so accustom to. The answer was screaming at me right in the face. YES! Now was the time
Working From Home:
It took all the courage I could muster and I gave my notice. Two months notice to be exact. I figured this would give me enough time to build a space and give my clients ample warning about the upcoming change.
I feared I was going to lose a few ladies in the process. I know that some really just love the spa feel so I was already worried that they wouldn’t want to come to my space. (ahem* in my garage) To my delight, they all followed me. Everyone was so encouraging and supportive. I could not have dreamed it going any better.
My husband, brother-in-law and I built that little room in a month. And the time finally came to have my first day of work from home. Boy, was I nervous! Almost as nervous as the day I went for my nail tech interview! But alas, the feedback was and still continues to be incredible.
Something that I continue to battle with regularly is self-doubt. Am I ever doing the right thing? I love to over analyze and pick this apart. I had actually told myself all the reasons why this wouldn’t work before I even gave it a chance. I put limits and boundaries on something that wasn’t even a reality yet! Probably because I was afraid to fail. But if we don’t fail, how are we ever going to know what it feels like to succeed?
I left my job and started working from home. I sucked it up and took a leap of faith. I built it and they came! One year later I am still enjoying my little studio downstairs. And the hilarious thing is most people don’t even realize we are in the garage! I actually stopped telling people, unless they ask.
If something is pulling you in another direction I strongly recommend listening to that little voice. ‘Cause you know what? She’s probably right! And if your self-doubt starts to creep in, shut it down immediately and tell yourself that you will succeed no matter what, because that is the only option!
We were put here to shake things up, make some changes and live this gorgeous life! So lets start taking some risks and putting ourselves out there. If I can do it, I know you can too <3
I’m not sure where this little journey is taking me. But I am grateful for every day that I get a chance to figure it out.
Thanks for reading along today. I really hope that you were able to take something away from this little article. I just want to keep creating and keep inspiring others to follow their passion and listen to their heart.
Funny thing about fear, it’s here to help us grow*
Good luck out there,
Cheyanne – The Nail Lamp Tramp