Today is one of those days where if i don't put something into writing about how i'm feeling i fear i'll explode, take it out on those around me and perhaps cause some foundation damage to my house. My poor boyfriend just heard most of it. Not directed AT him, but to him. He's a great sounding board.
I guess the root of the problem is the foreseeable runaround that myself and my business partner are going to be getting in the coming months. This is a time for giant scissors in which to eviscerate the red tape that is blocking our way. HUGE SCISSORS are the answer here...could it be that easy? We make phone calls trying to get an amazing business idea off the ground and then are walled in by the inevitable "do this" and "don't do this" but you can't "DO THIS" till you've "done that" and then by the time you actually figure out what it is you're supposed to "do" you find yourself blinded by big words and protocol.
I'm so sick of having to do things by the books. I can see the reasoning behind it and i appreciate that it's there for a reason. However, i wish it didn't apply to me. Wouldn't that be nice. I imagine myself on stilts stepping over the line-ups to complete my objective easily and efficiently.
So i fear that for the next months of my life i may be selling my worldly possessions in order to pay my bills. And, strangely, i'm ok with this as long as i have a guarantee that it will work out ok. But that would be foolish, as we all know, there are NO guarantees in this life. And that's ok too. Because a little variety breaks up the mundane. I just wish that I got to choose when the mundane reared it's head.
So what i'll do is continue to mush a long. With hip waders. Come up with great ideas and put them on paper. We'll make great product and make a great name in the process. We'll put everything we have into it and in the end it will pay off. Failure is not an option. We'll keep a positive attitude (contrary to the title of this blog) and give and receive what the universe chooses to hand us. It'll be ok. We'll just fashion our own giant pair of scissors. And buy a red stapler...cause we're going to need it.
