So, I have been working from home now for a week. And there has been two things I have had to overcome. One, guilty feelings about working from and two the Sunday night dread that lays hold of me when I know Monday is coming.
First:
It has been so ingrained in me that an office job in a human filling cabinet is the only way to make a secure living. I am constantly fighting and courageously over coming this feeling. When I first stared college I was told what to study and to find an office job. What was the result? Lots of miserable studying, student loan debt, depression, and many other negative effects. But hey, everyone is doing it and you will make lots of money is what they were telling me. It took 15 years to realize that nothing of what they said came true.
Second:
Even though I did not have a job to go to today last night the Sunday dread kept on trying to creep in on my heart and mind. I have been so used to it taking over that it was almost automatic. It is almost like a drowning feeling with feelings of despair and hate for Mondays .
I can tell that am being called to grow in courage and trust with regards to doing the right thing. It is not easy to follow your heart, but it is definitely an adventure.
