Passion.
Does it define you?
What are you most passionate about?
A billion years ago, or maybe just five, Jeremiah and I put our noses to the grindstone and didn’t look up for 3 years.
And we’re about to do it all over again. We’re in a different location this time (a motorhome and not in Oregon) and we have a lot bigger experience belts, but it’s the same two people. Trying to find our passion was why we hit the road 16 months ago.
This time around though, I’m stepping out . I’m not ready to work 60 hours a week for no pay while I watch Jeremiah work 14 hour days, 7 days a week. I’ll watch from a distance, and support him in the ways I know how, like walking the dog, cooking the meals, doing the laundry, and *fingers crossed* paying the bills with a regular 8-5 job, and maybe some freelancing on the side.
It’s funny what experience does. It teaches you the things you didn’t know you needed to know, like how to survive on ramen noodles and coffee. (I thought I learned that in college, but that turned out to be like kindergarten in comparison to building a company.)
At least the water wasn’t caffeinated
It’s taught me something else though: it taught me I don’t think I’m cut out for start-up life right now. At least, not for someone else’s passion. Not this time.
We’re heading up towards San Francisco, setting our jacks, and committing to a 6-month time frame to see if Jeremiah can do it all over again. Start a company. Build a team. Sell it. No, I don’t think we’ll be selling it in six months. I mean, we did it in 3 years last time, but this time we’re aiming for something bigger. Hell, maybe this time he’ll keep working for the company after he sells it. So, if the blogs are a little less less travel-oriented over the rest of 2020 or so, you’ll know why. Here we go. Round two. Wish us luck.
