when I rule the world I will work for myself. Currently I am working at a local nursery, and that's great and all, but today alone I made him 1/3 of my yearly wages. This kind of math usually leads to depression. The only thing I lack is capital. I have the knowledge. I have the management qualifications, and I love what I do. Now, anybody got a healthy spoonful of "get your ass motivated" for me. The photo is from the last nursery I worked for, pre-Texas. This was one of the smaller new additions that we added a couple years ago when I worked there. I helped build everything there with my own hands. From the tables to the shade cloth on the top. I still have some of the scars. That addition was a flat piece of concrete when we started. (I also worked with a super group of motivated individuals there and that helps.) Since I left they have done far larger and much more expansive renovation, but that is the sign of a thriving business. I know I could do it. It's the fear of losing my hat and ass if I failed. For now I will just keep planning and dreaming, planting and propagating. Nothing good comes from an unused garden...
4 comments:
Huney, when I rule the world (or win the lottery) you will either have your own nursery or be my personal gardner.
win soon!
When I was asked why I went back to college in my mid-thirties, I thought back to a piece of advice Dear Abby said:
"You'll be forty whether you go to school or not. If you get your degree, you'll be forty with a degree."
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that you'll be a year older whether you start a nursery or not, so start the nursery.
julie, i like the way you think, glad you found my blog
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