Creesto Shmeesto

The ruminations of a 44 year old white male, raising 2 sons, struggling to keep 40 year old cars running, making love and art, questing for financial rewards while maintaining a fragile sense of hip coolness. ye---aah, riiiiight.

Monday, January 30, 2006

Free At Last!!

Wow. I am having so MUCH FUN not working 6 days AND 4 nights a week anymore. I don't miss the place a bit: don't miss the unhappiness that pervades the place, the nurtured and reinforced sense of failure that hangs over every single person, the horrible insecurity that is implanted from the very top down. I have even watched recovering 'boxers struggle YEARS later to overcome the effects of working in that environment. It won't be my problem, however. When I am done with something, I am DONE. No regrets, no look-backs, no second guessing and no freaking guilt. Not when I got sober, not when I gave up on my joke of a marriage and not now that I have left my professional home for the past 17 years. Hahahahaha, I'm freakin' free, free, FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. And I love it.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Goodbye Shadowbox, Hellooooo World

Aaah. After 17 years of long, long weeks and zero social life, I'm done. Quit. Adios. Gonesville, Pee Wee. Yep, employeed #1 finally tosses the towel. I am now going out on my own, well, with my partner in life Megan, and forming my own firm: Feinex Design House. We create identity systems, graphic tools, art, fashion, friends, dynamix & laughter. My severance package will allow me to focus on business building for 9 months. Actually, I don't expect to need that much time, however, the cushion keeps my stomach from knotting. LOL>>just kidding. This is the 2nd time in my life that I have walked away from a career, only this time I deliberated for months and plotted my exit with the fervor of an OC surgeon. OC as in Obsessive/Compulsive NOT Orange County (LA or NY).

Since sharing my plan with various folks outside the four walls of Shadowbox Cabaret, my impression is that the World At Large has been waiting for me, outside the confines of my self-imposed prison, with open arms, beckoning. Every day that I run into an old contact/friend/associate, I hear the world say "See? We've just been waiting for you to come back to us. Let's play!"

And boy howdy, am I having fun.

NEXT POST: "And now begins the business of starting a business from scratch"