All over twitter and fb, there are wishes, hopes, dreams and expectations for 2011. Truthfully, I am just hoping to survive winter break…just kidding! I am hopeful that my “braduct” (thanks JB for coining that term) will evolve from an idea into a prototype, and then, of course, a useful braduct that all women NEED to buy. I have a rough outline of how I am going to get there, but I still have many unanswered questions.
The most difficult piece for me is that those questions will more than likely be left unanswered until 2011. I have spoken about it before, patience is something that I am learning. With that, I am also learning to prioritize differently and, occasionally, lower my expectations for myself.
This week has been lonely without “prototype guy”. “Prototype guy” is visiting family for the holidays, and I cannot begrudge him that. BUT, I miss him! We were on such a fabulous creative roll before he left. Who would have thought that we could have such a great time playing with bras in a purely platonic, utilitarian way? My 2011 expectation is that we can pick up where we left and continue on that roll.
The last ten years have been an amazing ride while staying home with my 2 boys, 3 dogs and 1 husband. Holding a Master of Social Work definitely eased the pain and aided the situation often. As my oldest son approaches double digits, small little thoughts start to sneak into my head….What will I do when the boys have their own teenage lives? Will I have any other accomplishments? Did I really want to go back to social work or am I more creative? I have this teeny, tiny creative idea, but not really sure how to execute. And, then something happened in Vegas.
Surely – you are bewildered. Let me explain. I went on an adult getaway to Las Vegas, and decided to try my luck at some outdoor gaming. As usual, the people around the table became fast friends, and I was excitedly retelling the story of seeing Steve Wynn and Tony Robbins the night before. The guy to my right did not know who either of those people were. The guy to my left was from Michigan and told me he ran a web site, StartupNation.com. I dismissed the information and played my hand.
Later, StartupNation piqued my curiosity. Turns out, StartupNation was just what I needed to light the fire.
This is my adventure. After 10 years of domestic goddess duties, volunteering, & consulting for free – can I make a comeback? Can I get my concept off the ground? Who will help? Who will support? All that remains to be seen.