becoming a professional

That sounds funny even to me. But I am so enjoying my job and the financial freedom it provides. I've never had a problem seeing the value I contribute to my family. I know a stay-at-home Mom is invaluable. I have zero self esteem issues in that particular area. But working brings a new sense of satisfaction. One that has taken me by surprise. Yesterday, I was able to buy a 40 pound bag of dog food at the grain co-op and purchase a guitar for Steven..... all with my hard earned money out of my own separate checking account. And I won't lie. I have a sense of pride that was lacking before. I'm not too puffed up or proud. It's not that much money! I know Steve brings in my paycheck for the month in a week. I know we could do without my measly contribution. But it feels good. It's great to have a little extra money, but the best part is having some goals and a plan. More than "get the laundry caught up and clean the bathroom; I have a business plan. I have short term plans and long term goals. I'm thinking ahead a few years and looking into renting out a space so I can expand. I just got my paperwork in the mail from the Department of Health so I can become licensed. I expect to have my license in about three months. Next year I'd like to become accredited. I've worked before. But it was out of desperation. I was always miserable and never had any kind of long term expectation to stay anywhere. I had no idea what I wanted to do when I grew up. I'm not saying that I'm going to do this forever; but it's nice not to be wandering around aimlessly without any kind of pride or satisfaction. And now I'm all of the above: proud and satisfied. And very busy and often times tired. And I have a dirtier house and less free time. But proud and satisfied none the less.