Statistics show that the average person can expect to change jobs five to seven times in his or her lifetime.
I am humbled to say that I’ve already CRUSHED “average” and I’m quickly approaching legendary status. (Actually, the adjectives “preposterous” and “ridiculous” might be a better description for my resume.)
Since graduating from college in 1997, I have:
– Served as a college admissions counselor
– Coached football (right)
– Been a football recruiting coordinator
– Worked in athletic administration at a major university
– Started my own business
– Helped a non-profit tell its story through marketing
– Been a consultant
– Worked at an advertising agency
– Peeked into the world of Oil and Gas.
That’s 11 jobs in 11 years. (Needless to say, I have an impressive stack of business cards with my name on them.)
Do I win something? What about a lobotomy and/or a day pass at the closest mental institution?
I blame it on a Mark Twain quote that my mom gave me when I graduated from college:
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the things you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
Since the day I received that quote, I’ve tried to live by these profound and inspiring words.
They constantly remind me that life is too short to have regrets. I don’t want to wake up one day and say ‘what if.’
That’s how I ended up right here – sharing my stream of consciousness in the blog-o-sphere.
The story: My last stop in the “brick and mortar” world went horribly wrong, and I walked away – quit. (Please know, when I say “quit” … I approached the owners and said: “This will be my last day to work here. Thank you for the opportunity. I’m sorry it didn’t work out.” I grabbed my computer bag and left.)
I was making more money than I’d ever made before – but I was not being appreciated and/or valued.
I quit without another job lined up, because I wasn’t being true to myself – going to work every day under a cloud of uncertainty and distrust.
With no job and a family to support – I decided to become a “blogger.” (Whatever the hell that really means.) I simply recognized that I need to start leveraging the gifts that God has blessed me with and inspire others through my writing.
So…..it’s time to write and write some more. It’s time to be true to myself and help other people do wonderfully great things.
My shadow mission: My leap of faith will actually inspire someone to punch their fear in the face and make a radical change of their own.
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