I am seriously considering starting a small business by the side o. I have been working for a little over a month, and to be honest, there seems to be this hole I am trying to fill. I feel like I am not doing enough, and I need to do a lot more. I wake up everyday, go to work, come back, talk to my baby and after 4 weeks, get a salary. And I ask myself, is this all?
I have been thinking about what makes me happy. What can I happily do for free, yet would still generate money?
I like talking about hair, but I can’t be a trichologist or start hair consultation. I have no business with the anything in the holistic or medical field or seeing diseased scalp and hair. Never! I will stick with the talking.
I like watching TV and movies. Hmm, if only I could set and TV or movie review website. I would watch all the movies I want, and get paid for it. Wishful thinking – it can’t happen in this country.
I like talking about relationships and marriages. In fact, I sometimes consider myself to be an expert. But seeing the way my relationship went south in the past few months, and there was nothing I could do about it, maybe I am not so much of an expert. In fact, who wants to go back to school to learn counselling? Not me anyway.
Maybe I should start a natural hair salon. That way, Tonya and I can become business partners. I would deal with Nigerians, while she would take care of mixed race. But neither Tonya nor I like touching people’s hair. We have no idea how to style hair, and yes – Tonya is resolute on going back to her mother’s land.
Honestly, at this point, I have absolutely no idea what I can do. But what I know is this, I can’t continue life like this. I refuse to be sucked up into the rat race. Chances are that my husband would be forever sucked up in it, so I should be prepared to steer myself in the other direction.
The people who are working full time and fulfilling purpose with an extra source of income don’t have two heads. Look at Madam Adams… for God’s sake, I taught her everything she knows about natural hair, and now she’s selling shea butter and coconut oil in her office, yet it never even occurred to me.
I can’t continue like this. Something has to give, and it must give very soon unless I would die of frustration.