The Training Wheels Coming Off: Alternatively Titled “Why I’m Ignoring My Mother”
The past week hasn’t been going so well for me. In the midst of a crazy schedule (launch and finals week do not mix very well), I’ve also been getting periodic phone calls from my mother. This isn’t abnormal, since we are relatively close, but each phone call has revealed my mother becoming increasingly despondent at the reality of me leaving school. The last one ended up in a crying, yelling fit (which never happens) about how I’m “ruining my life” and “not ready for the responsibility.”
Honestly, I don’t know if I’m ruining my life or if I’m ready for the responsibility that comes with jumping into a startup full-time with no safety net. But I do know that there’s only one way to find out. I wouldn’t be making the leap if I didn’t feel like it was worth it, that I learned a lot from YouShouldDate.Me, or that I didn’t know that school was wrong for me (because I can’t guarantee that this is right for me).
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My first foray into web and graphic design went live on Wednesday.
It was an interesting experiment having to teach myself photoshop, html, and css throughout the summer while juggling product development and the million other random things thrown at me on a daily basis.
It already got me a couple of offers for freelance work and plenty of compliments. Now I know that the past couple of months worth of ripping out my hair and obsessing over little details were worth it.
Too bad the site going into alpha right before school starts means that I probably won’t have time to any freelance gigs. So here’s hoping that I’ve saved enough money to keep paying the bills.
An old friend recently messaged me to tell me that he overheard his coworker telling another employee about youshoulddate.me. It’s pretty stunning because they’re in DC and we haven’t advertised or launched yet. I definitely needed that since it’s been an “oh my goodness, there’s so much pressure and I have no idea what we’re doing and we’re out of money” kind of week.