On the Power of Persistence

So, I hate to knock on wood and everything, but I think I’ve reached one of those running-downhill kind of moments in my life. This comes after several years of wanting to kill bitches or punch holes into walls, though, and I think that’s why it’s notable. I have spent the last two years (and change) building my own business from nothing, and it has been extremely stressful and taxing and OMFG-why-am-I-alive-ing. But I recently realized that, like, much to my surprise, everything is alright.

And it’s more than just “alright.” It’s lucrative. Somehow, over the past two years, I have turned my enterprise from a disorganized freelance mess into a $50k annual salary juggernaut. This year, I landed a single client that asked me to overhaul the brands of 700 individual companies, effectively giving me in one job what my entire 2011 salary was. That’s in addition to all the other work I had lined up. And it’s all because I freelanced, stuck it out, took my time, and did a really good job on everything I pursued.

I have been known to really bitch about this setup, and I do still view it as a compromise. I severely want a top-floor job in an executive or legal office in Philadelphia or Manhattan. I won’t stop wanting that. But the important part is that I am systematically laying the foundation for a brighter future, a higher salary, and a longer list of satisfied clients. Despite the stress.

Sometimes, when things are really freaking terrible, you’ve just gotta chug a beer, grit your teeth, and DEAL. Sooner or later, you’re bound to make it through and chuckle at how damn good you are. And oh, I am so, so good. Good, good, good.

That is all.