Everything’s Gonna Be Alright

Wow!  Not only was the conference NOT a total snooze fest, it was beneficial for me to be there!  I ended up splitting from the husband for most of the day and going to seminars that I found interesting (there was actually one that I found enormously informantive because, as of this week, I’m going to start doing some work for one of his collegues.  It’s a branch of her profession I’ve done in the past successfully, but she knows NOTHING about.  She pulled me in as a consultant, and to help her build up that part of her business.  Amazingly, this happened BEFORE he found out his company was going under.  I’m really excited!)

During one of the hours, I looked at the schedule and realized there was NOTHING on it that I found interesting.  NOTHING.  I kind of poked around and wound up in a classroom with other people who hadn’t found anything interesting, either.  They went around the room saying who they were, what they did, what they needed help with and what they could help other people with.  When it came to me, I realized that I had plenty to say.  On the two hour drive back to the confrence we had a huge conversation, and it looks like the husband is leaning in the direction of being self-employed again.  We super nervous about this, but we also realize that, being in New York City (as opposed to the suburbs where we were) is a HUGE advantage.  Also, as a professioal courtesy, his former employeer will give him, for free and/or at a reduced rate, the equipment he used while on the job.  It’s equipment that he hand selected himself (and he took advantage of the fact that it was being paid for and got the best-of-the-best), so moving it here will mean he has his “dream studio” right in our apartment.

Thank goodness we got a two-bedroom!

Ok, so anyway, he’s going to be self-employeed and even though we’re starting off with a HUGE advantage, we’ll still need help.  So I share all this in our “un-session” to the dozen or so other people in the room, and, when I drop my husband’s name (we don’t have the same last name), everyone starts falling all over themselves to give me their cards, saying they love him, they’ve seen his work, they’d love to help.  One woman was a virtual assistant and said she would help with the business side of it, which is good… neither of us are super business minded (understatement).

I think we will be ok.