I don't want to work. I really don't. Why be somewhere you don't want to be when you don't want to be there. Working is a hassle more so than a hustle. I like hustling....shit. I'm ironing out ways to not work when I don't want to. I'm clear that I wasn't born for a 9 to 5. Enjoying the movement of going and coming when I want has become too comfortable for me. Let the church say....Amen.
I haven't had a job since August 2007, and I like it. It can get rough from time to time, but I'm making it happen. There are a plenty of folks who can use my talents or who would just like to pay for my advice and time. Shit!!!! Well Alright!! I have an online tutoring job that I can jump in and out of when things get tight. Those that know me, understand my ability to hustle. I got people to feed and love don't fill no bellies....well at least not with food, more like more people to feed.....
Writing grants for myself seems to be just as difficult as writing them for others. Building my own network doesn't seem as hard though. I love to talk and people are listening. So my plan is by 2009 , I'll at least be in a solid partnership with a non-profit to provide service to the youth of the city of Philadelphia. By 2010, I just want to be shaking hands and depositing checks.
My children do have a vicious entrepreneurial spirit. They'll sell anything that even looks like someone could use it. They also understand giving and providing for others that don't have what they do. Believe me, they don't have a lot, but someone will always have less. They don't need to believe that they have to grow up and work under someone til they reach retirement age. That will not survive anyone or any family as this world comes to an end.
Ladies, love is not a catalyst for not handling your own shit. Please consider you don't need to worry about what someone will think of you if you decide to take a leap of faith. Sometimes the shit you can't see will carry through...your butt might get scraped along the way, but your heart and scruples will be growing all the while.
Reba Hawkins, Sabrina Ward, Derrick Chase, Paythia Jenkins. I say ashe! You guys have let me in on the secrets of "what looks like work on a normal day, is really love of self in the moonlight." I appreciate your drive and your ability to create something out of nothing. Derrick was selling hotdogs on graduation day, Bri Ward was paying bills with air and hope, Reebs found the dough to roll to Jamaica in just two days from the date of notification, and Paythia got the city of Philly hemmed up by the collar shaking that money loose!! I'm up next! Thanks you guys. I'm trying to ad Proph to the list. So she would want to hurry the hell up.
Build it yourself!
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