So, I did it. You know, the plan I told you about. A step on the way to hopefully being able to work a little less, in the future.
I talked to my employer, and I have to stay on as an employee for a couple more months or so.
After that, I’m on my own, meaning I am “for rent”. For my previous employer, but also for other companies, etc. Haha! You can rent me, like a…. ahem, sun chair on the beach or something!
This means I have absolutely no guarantees or safety net at all, should this sun chair suddenly stand there “empty”, one day on the “beach”. If no one “rents” me, I will be out on the street….
I’ll have to look into getting some kind of insurance, if possible, I think the unions here actually do provide that, if you pay them. Like, if you have a small company and don’t make ends meet some months, I think the insurance will keep you afloat for a while. I’m not extremely worried, but…
It is scary, it really is. Standing completely on your own, without the safety of an employer to give you your guaranteed pay check every month. But, I must try this, since it might mean I can make a little more money. That is not my real goal though. My goal is to get paid more, yes, but that’s only a means to an end. What I’m hoping to accomplish is, to be able to work much less, perhaps usually a 4 day work week, instead of 5 days. So, I’d trade the increased income for one more day off per week. Can you imagine? Having a three day weekend, almost every week? Fingers crossed, that should be possible at some point in the future.
So, scary as it may be, I just had to do something. The way I’ve been living, with work destroying my health almost completely, that’s no way to live. I think it simply got to the point where I had to do something, or I would have crashed and burned. When you feel deeply, intuitively, genuinely, that you have to save yourself, I guess the survival instincts get activated on a whole other level. Then the risks don’t really matter anymore, cause you just know you can’t go on like before…
I have no idea if this will be the right move, or not. It is much, much more bold and risky than anything I’ve ever done before. I have always been very careful, made sure to always be employed somewhere, etc. This *could* mean a real risk for me, if it doesn’t pan out. But, there is a great demand for experienced people in my line of work, and it has been that way for the last 15 years or so. So I feel somewhat certain that I shouldn’t have to eat noodles out of a cup under a card board box in some street corner, any time soon….
What feels great today is, that I have actually taken a step. There are many more steps I need to take, book a meeting with an accountant, register my own “company” name, getting in touch with a few different companies that may want to “book” me, etc. But things are set in motion, already. Ball is rolling…
At least I am trying to save myself, my health. Today, I’m proud of that.
So now, only one question remains. If I become homeless in a couple of months, does anyone have a couch where I could crash for a while? 😉 “Have bags, will travel…”