It’s no secret to those who know me, or really have talked to me for about 10 seconds that I want to open a bakery. I love the entire process, from measuring to smelling the first fresh scent wafting out of the oven… Every second is the absolute best.
I recently found a couple baking/cookie decorating blogs to follow and they’ve really ignited the passion to move toward doing what I love. I come to work every day and I dread it. I count every second, I wish every minute away, always. I live for 5:00 when I can lock the door and go home. Unfortunately when I get home I’m so exhausted that I don’t have the energy to do much baking at all. Some days I want to bake so bad that my fingers twitch toward my Kitchen-Aid, but I just don’t have it in me.
|Look at her stunning cookies. The Baked Equation|
My friends and family all ask me to make them something, which I love. I enjoy the moment of seeing someone’s eyes light up when they take the first bite and smile because it’s delicious. It makes my heart sing. That’s the moment I live for.
So why do I keep coming to my desk job that is the bane of my existence? I’m not sure. Maybe it’s the fear of striking out. I know, I know… “Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.” as Babe Ruth so eloquently said. Maybe it’s the fear of leaving the stability of a full time job, and also the pay check of a full time job. I know that I could bake at home, after work to build business. However, working all day, going to school, and trying to be a good little wifey makes it really hard.
I know I’m making excuses, but I’m not sure what I’m going to do. It’s a big decision. Maybe I’m blowing it out of proportion? Just maybe? What do you think?