Sunday, January 16, 2005
Six Years
I just remember a little while ago that it has now been six years since I left my last “day job” and went self-employed “full time.” Which means six years February 1st since we moved into a real office for the business. Wow.
Ironically, I have of late been going the opposite direction, thinking more and more that as long as it’s essentially me alone, I should not have an office, just work from home, or from home with an office about 1/4 the size to use for some purposes. But that only makes sense if I stay small and solitary.
Except for the weird cash flow and the lack of money at times, I don’t regret for a second not having a real job. There were things I liked about it, most of which would come back if I grew the business to any size. Meaning I tend to miss having other people around, at least to a point, despite my introversion that spills over into full blown social anxiety. I also miss supervising people and managing their activities. I seem to end up in charge without trying, and generate surprisingly intense loyalty. I’m not always comfortable working by myself. Even though people are annoying at times.
Hard to believe it’s been that long. My record for keeping one job is under five years, and this has been six.
