I know, first there was the cliff hanger. Then there was the news report. Next thing you know, you’re going to wake up, there’ll be a pool of drool on your pillow and this whole food truck thing will turn out to be a dream you were having.
In the meantime, here are my top 10 reasons why I was (and still am) so nervous about starting this food truck.
- Going into business with a friend: The death knell of a friendship, right up there with sleeping with your friend’s spouse, burning your friend’s house down and running over your friend’s puppy.
- Starting a new business (read: capital investment) in the worst recession since the Great Depression. ‘Nuff said.
- Going back to working 5 days/week when I haven’t had a regular job since before my kid was born. For the last 7 years, I’ve been able to accept or decline work to fit my schedule. My schedule regularly includes leisurely runs, bootcamp classes, travel to far-off lands, all-day cooking fests…
- Being in the food industry. Don’t get me wrong, I loooove to cook. But as my job? What if I turn cooking into a 4-letter word? And will I still want to cook dinner?
- I am a fitness-junkie. Addicted for real. When would I find time to work out (see #3 above)?
- Wanting part-time work, only to have running my own business creep into every moment of my life.
- Closing the door on my professional training. Because every day that I am not working in special education makes it harder and harder for me to go back to it.
- How will I get through my weekly To Do list? Can you tell that the schedule thing is a real anxiety-raiser for me?
- What the hell am I going to do with my dog all day?
- My spouse isn’t exactly on board. But that’s for another day.
Know what’s not on this list? Fear of failure. Which either makes me naïve or incredibly optimistic. Or both. Or just plain crazy.
What do you think?