life is a rollercoaster and damn if its designer isn’t the most fiendishly sadistic motherfucker i ever met.
i am here trying to help a friend who has a number of businesses and most of them limping along. the one in particular that we’re focusing on in this moment is potentially very lucrative, but will require time and care. i’m here to streamline things, get the appropriate process and copywriting (materials) in place so the fellow doing the business development (sales) can get out there and do his voodoo to get more business.
the deal is that any new business this point on, i get paid for. so i’m happy because let’s face it, i get shit done.
but i can already see it is going to take longer than i have money to last. so i’m kind of frowning for it.
as usual, i’ve got other irons in the fire… posted today to the local craig’s list here, wondering if i’d get more for it than the crickets that have been haunting me in atlanta for the last month and a half.
the good news is that, yes, in fact, i have gotten more for it. two inquiries and one of them is a VERY attractive job that allows for telecommuting.
i have replied to both and now, wait to see if either materialize further or remain foggy and out of reach.
so, in this moment, i am cautiously optimistic. the work i am helping this friend with can easily be done ‘on the side’ and would provide a nice residual income. the ‘full time’ job telecommuting would easily have me fully relocated here and able to sustain on my own.
it is odd how, so many times, it is only when i’m willing to sacrifice myself to help another that i receive what i need. the bodhisattva smiles for it, but i admit, the bhain sidhe is sick and bloody tired of the ride.
however, since the only way to get off of the ride is something i’m not willing to consider just yet, i reckon she’ll have to f’ing deal.
as for me… i called to conyers and spoke with mom z. and she told me if i needed help to let her know. i told her i didn’t want to have to ask her for money. she verbally smacked me with ‘you’re not asking. and you know that i know you’ll pay it back.’
i told her that yes, i did know that. and then i thanked her again. and she said something to me that made me cry… for all the right reasons. she said,
“That’s what family is for.”
times like this you think you’re alone… but seems to me that we always have at least one person in our lives. i often forget… or am angry because it isn’t more… or that it’s family rather than a partner. but in the end, i’m just being a fool, really. so i step back, slowly wipe the thankful tears away, and feel very fortunate indeed.