In between working full time, blogging and sleeping, it’s only last October, that I had a realization about my life. After a full year in Vancouver, moving, buying a condo, slowly settling down and commuting for 2 hours every day to get to work, I never had time to stop and reflect about my life goals.
Last year, during my trip to Québec I spent time with my family, but also took the time to slow down and reflect. The moment I slow down and cleared my schedule, I began thinking too much. I’ve always seen my move to Vancouver as something easy, I felt like I was going to see my family whenever I wanted to and that I was only a Facetime call away from them. I was so positive and was really focusing on all the good things this move could bring to me instead of having bad thoughts.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
And what if moving to Vancouver would last forever? Is it really what I want in my life? Thinking I would only get 1 week every year to visit my family and my friends.
I was so busy with everything in my life, with work, with the blog, the commute, that never did I have time to reflect and set goals for my future.
When I began picturing what a great life in Vancouver would be for me, I began worrying a little too much.
I adore Quebec, my family, and my friends. But I love more than anything my fiancé and never would I picture living my life without him. It’s hard to think and to analyze this whole situation when it’s such an emotional decision.
Knowing I have to find a way to balance my life, I had to find a solution. I need a job that will allow me to grab my computer and to work from Quebec, whenever I feel like it or whenever the fiancé is away on a business trip or during his busy season.
To live a happy life, I came to the realization that I needed that. Not a 9 to 5 job with 2 weeks of vacation per year. The best would be to be self-employed, as I could manage my own schedule. To do so, I need to believe in the person that I am.
Now that I’ve made up my mind, I need to take responsibilities for the choices I am about to make.
How scary is that?
There are so many chances of me not succeeding… It’s so worrying.
When I think of what I want in the future, I know that this is it. Knowing I made up my mind, I already feel better, as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
Did you start your own business? Was it an easy decision to make? Tell me more!!