I had a very tough decision to make last week. Is it time to quit the day job? I’ve been there for four and a half years, and I love my job. I love the people I work with, the clients, the five minute commute, the mother’s hours. Stress free jobs like this are hard to come by and even harder to leave.
Even the impetus for leaving is a good thing. Business is booming; something everyone in the very small veterinary practice has worked hard to achieve. More business means they need me to work more hours.
The problem is, more hours spent there equal fewer hours spent writing.
There were quite a few factors to consider. Giving up a steady, though small, second income when we’re (hopefully!) facing college X 2 in the next three years was a big one. Especially when the writing income is not a steady paycheck, nor is it a large one despite what you hear from pirates trying to justify their actions. To put it bluntly, I’d be putting in three times the hours for half the pay.
So what was my decision?
I need to write. I love to write. And I’m damned lucky to be given the opportunity right now.
I’m going for it.