Roscoe will never have to be alone again!
By the way, Roscoe is the name of the cute, spunky Pomeranian in the photo above. He's our baby and he loathes being alone. Whenever Mason and I leave the house, he hides under the couch and ignores us. He won't even let us pet him goodbye. But when we get home, he freaks out - he excitedly spins around in circles, jumps four feet in the air, and makes us pet him until he is satisfied. He needs a lot of attention. Well, there's good news for Roscoe!
As of today, I am officially doing photography full time and I have finally left my day job. It has been a long transition since opening shop two years ago but it has been a journey filled with blessings from God, many long work days, and a little luck.
Two years ago, I was working at a retail shop here in Amarillo. Here I was, degree-less, working random jobs that didn’t mean anything, and thinking about going back to school just to have something to show for the 3 years that I had already spent in college back in Kansas.
I’ll be honest, the idea to start a photography business was born in Mason’s mind, not mine. He encouraged me to take photos of some friends of ours, post them online, and get people to like my Facebook page. That’s how it all started. I had been doing photography since the age of 12 and I had thought about doing it professionally, but I need a little shove. Over the next few months, I sparingly took photos of people and I did my first wedding about 5 months in. By November of that year, I was getting some business - but definitely not enough to support myself. However, my retail job was getting in the way of what I really wanted to do. I could barely schedule sessions because I didn’t know my work schedule until the week of. And the worse part was that the people I worked for had no respect for my hard work, talents, and goals. It wasn’t working and I needed a change, even if it hurt.
Luckily, Mason was able to get my foot in the door at another business, catmandu, an IT company. I interviewed there and a few weeks later, was offered a job. I can’t explain how blessed I was to work at catmandu. I was finally working for a company that respected me and believed in my personal goals just as much as I did. I was able to set my own work schedule, accomplish great things for them, while still having time to pursue my photography business. It was a win-win all around. At first, I was working 20 hours a week and eventually, we whittled it down to only 10. All the while, photography was growing exponentially.
Some months, there were many 12 hour days. I worked like crazy and ran after every opportunity presented to me. I was tired at times and even a little burnt out. But I kept going because I knew what my goal was.
And now I have reached that goal and I don’t feel bad about being proud of myself. I worked freaking hard to get to this place. There are some days that I wonder how I got myself into this mess but that feeling quickly fades when I get an email from an ecstatic client. I used to wish the days away, wanting to go home and relax, but now I wish every day was longer because I have too many things that I want to do.
I’m so excited to see what happens next. I’m excited to wake up every day, go running, walk my dog, and go to work in my pajamas if I want to (don’t worry, I won’t go to a photo shoot in PJs). Being able to do what I want, when I want, and make a living at it is my idea of success. This goal has been met but I have many other goals that I wish to chase.
Thanks to the people that believed in me and the people that didn’t. Thanks to my many clients that have made this transition possible. And most of all, thanks to Mason for encouraging me in the beginning, for having lots of big ideas, for forcing me to take (wise) risks, and for doing the hard work along side me.