Since the age of 19 I’ve been an employee. Every week a check mysteriously appeared. It was the same amount in August, a slow time for advertising, as it was near Christmas.
I thought of myself as a consciousnesses employee. Never took a ‘mental health day’. Always used fewer than the allotted number of sick days, until last year.
Now my wife and I are business people. Please, no giggling. It’s a different ballgame.
I work in the house. I wear pajamas. The house is a good place to work.
There’s fear in starting DopplerDesign. Lots of uncharted territory.
I have confidence in my ability to build websites. Clients will be happy with what they get. It’s the other stuff that gives me the willies.
Organization is key. I need more.
Since Monday I’ve been in touch with nine people about websites. Each of them has a different story to tell and a different goal to reach. Very cool.
It didn’t take a full day to realize my notes on a legal pad weren’t going to make it. I scrambled to find a CRM so Helaine and I can keep everything straight. My handwritten notes are now in a more usable form.
I began to write proposals last night. Who knew? After looking at a bunch online I got the gist and wrote my own. Each gets modifications to suit the job. I’ve got a few more that still have to go out.
There’s a lot of excitement in this.
No sales yet. Got it. Not counting chickens. Still, I can close my eyes and see how these sites should look.
A friend who’s also a web developer said he was glad I pulled the trigger. Me too.
There’s an old expression. It’s not what you don’t know, it’s what you don’t know you don’t know! That’s my worry.
Helaine and I have fabulous support from our friends and family. Reassurance.
Why didn’t anyone tell me about the 14 hour days?
