I’m feeling notably strange this morning, attempting to figure out why. The last week has been wonderful and crazy, with my business launching…I’ve been trying to keep up with 12-hour workdays and I now, I’m looking for reserves. After two years of planning, drafting, designing, contracting…our products arrived a few days ago. It was “a moment” when I opened them. Some pride and relief and then a little more fear. This is all so real now.
Everything they say about starting your own business, being an entrepreneur, it’s all true.
I’m exhausted and we have 100 miles to go.
Sometimes what keeps me going is the idea that I don’t really have a choice. We’ve come this far, there’s no backing out now.