Sooo tomorrow’s my 30th birthday and aside from all the various other feelings that arrive with that (read:my god I’m old) there is one feeling that I don’t think I’ve associated with a birthday since I was 7 and got a Sharkticon and my friend Kenny didn’t…
Pride.
(Also a hunger for cake… but anyway)
See, last year when I started Sky Blue Iris, and after enough time that I knew it was something I could see myself doing as a career, I set the goal that I would quit my day job and become a professional photographer full time by my 30th birthday. Well, as of April 30th of this year I left the day job and I’m actually achieving a goal that’s more ambitious than making sure the recycling makes it out on recycling day.
2 years ago I had no idea what I wanted to be “when I grew up”, I was working at a job that paid me but didn’t inspire me, interest me, or challenge me, and if you asked me where I’d be in 5 years I’d have probably started openly weeping.
Now, time will tell if I made the smart move or if my family and I will be eating beans out of a tin can, but right now I’m feeling pretty good about this. I love the work, my clients have all been happy (at least they pretended to be :/ ) and I’m developing a network of like-minded people who’ll show me the ropes and also how to tie them to things.
Life is good and getting better. Hooray for me.

That’s awesome! Congrats. And happy birthday.
Self employment is the bees knees. (I made a goal that I would use that phrase before I turn 31. I hit it with just over 8 months to spare).