my business

i've spent the morning organizing all of the paperwork for my little business in its lovely bookbinder's design folder. it still strikes me as strange that i have my own business. strange and wonderful. i make invoices. i scan receipts. i handle the bank account. i make my travel arrangements. i fly all over the place. i keep track of all kinds of things. and most important of all, i do a job for a client. how cool is that?

i've always either been a graduate student or an ordinary worker bee, taking in my monthly paycheck. although this is a bit more challenging, figuring all that stuff out myself (especially the taxes! and the pension! yikes!), i feel independent and strong. dare i say, like a grownup, at last.

perhaps now i'll finally get a handle on the financial side of things--money has always been a strangely abstract thing to me, sort of ephemeral and always more tangible to me in the form of an object i've just purchased than as a concept or in those silly little bits of paper that the world seems to chase around endlessly. perhaps now my view on it will change, when i know that it's really myself who has earned it and is doing something to create the fact of money coming in to my very own business.

how exciting! how grown-up! amazing that it took this long...but maybe it's my inner child that enables me to look upon it with delight.