Transforming Your Life: From Diamond in the Rough to Barefoot Jewel Part 1

Love me, love my cubicle?

Love me, love my cubicle?

My journey from sheep to barefoot jewel began sometime in 2007. Before that time, I had been a generally happy single parent with a stable, decent paying job with the state government, doing my best to raise my child. I didn’t think much about the future, I had a vague vision of retiring from my job “someday” and doing whatever it was retired people do.

I had debt in the form of a mortgage, a second mortgage, and a number of credit cards. My income paid my bills and left me a tiny bit extra, which I usually spent on things I didn’t need and didn’t really even want. I liked to go shopping in my down time and buy neat things that at first seemed very cool, but after awhile, it all started to just seem pointless.

I became dissatisfied with my job and requested transfers to other departments as they came open, and based on seniority, I got them. I also took lots of time off, burning through my vacation days and calling in sick somewhat regularly for what was nothing more than a mental burnout day, which, as Sheldon would say, “is a kind of sick.”

When I wasn’t working, I wanted to spend time trying to figure out what would make me happy, but I usually just ended up taking naps or participating in retail therapy (aka shopping), which was a mindless way for me to pass the time without having to think about the very uncomfortable fact that I was really very unhappy with my life.

I signed up for a few different direct sales companies, hoping at first to just make some extra money to start paying off my ever growing credit card debts, but a not so small part of me hoped to make it big with each one and be able to quit my day job. None of them worked out, and I eventually quit each one of them. I don’t even want to try and figure out how much money I spent wasted in all of these endeavors. You would think I would have learned after the first one or two that direct sales isn’t for me, but in reality, it took more than four. This craziness went on for a few painful years.