I almost freaked out last night. The thoughts in my head went like this: I move to Austin in 10 weeks. I have given my notice that I am leaving on the 7th with both my apartment and my day job. I however cannot really get an apartment or apply for a new day job for another 6 weeks. I having been checking out my options daily, there are an abundance of what I am looking for in both areas, so logically I know that it will all work out. However. I’m in a position where I can’t really visualize where I’m going yet. I have no idea what lies ahead for awhile.
So I decided on a logical next step, I took a quick nap.
I woke up 45 minutes later, wiped the sleep from my eyes and realized that I had two options: 1. have a panic attack or 2. channel all of my excess energy into cleaning out what I don’t want to drag around with me and making Manic Trout the best damn little jewelry (and hopefully accessories!) company it can possibly be.
I went with option 2. I may not be able to see where I’m going yet, but as the next step comes into focus I plan on hitting the ground running at a full sprint. I am ready to enter the next era as fiery ball of enthusiasm and live up to that moniker Manic which I wear so well…helloooooo world, here I come!!!