It’s 11:30am on a Friday morning.
I wish I could say that my day has been more productive.
I wish I could say that I booked 10 million clients, I cleaned out my entire inbox , I have blogged for the next year, and have cured cancer.
But in reality, I poured myself a cup of tea and I have been sitting here sipping and listening to the trees blowing in the wind.
It has been the most welcome escape ever.
Today marks one month since I moved into my new studio.
And it went by like that.
Leading up to moving into this new space I was a huge ball of stress. That’s a understatement.
My eye wouldn’t stop twitching, I couldn’t sleep, my heart was constantly pounding, and I am pretty sure my friends wanted to duct tape my mouth just so they wouldn’t have to hear about “the studio” anymore.
“Will I make it? Why should I do it? It won’t make me a better photographer”
“What if I am hit by a car and I can’t work?!”
“Rent is nearly three time’s what I am paying now!!! I’m not going to be hit by a car and unable to pay it and then my credit will tank and I will lose my house and end up living in a cardboard box next to Target”
Okay…maybe I was a little dramatic…
I’m a control freak. Now, that is an understatement.
This situation had so many variables that were outside of my realm of control. I had to put my future and my businesses future in the hands of a stranger. I was moving from something extremely easy to a situation where I knew I would have to bust my butt to make work.
It has been one month since I made the BEST decision I ever could have made for my business.
When I walk into my studio I know down at the very core of my soul that it was right. My new studio inspires me. It excites me. I look at out the window and I feel so completely at home.
If you had told me that I would have a boudoir studio in Downtown Norfolk five years ago when I had just started my business I would have told you that you needed to check yourself in somewhere. Having a studio was the furthest thing in my mind! I was so happy to just be able to make $300 from a session that I spent hours upon hours shooting and editing. The fact that this month has brought in over 30 times that has been the biggest sign that I am on the right path.
When I look at the experience I am able to provide for my clients, from the little things like having stylists there to pamper them or being able to give them a completely unique space to feel sexy in, I am blown away. I never thought I would be able to have regular clients, let alone be a full time boudoir photographer.
As I sip my tea this morning I reflect on everything that has led me to this point these last five years.
I can honestly say, I would go through all of the tears, the frustration, and the stress to be able to have the most amazing job I could ever ask for.
If you are struggling with a decision today, ask yourself, what is the worst thing that could happen?
Comfort zones never made for great stories.
Your fear is full of shit.
Nothing worth having is easy.