It's a year ago today that I got on the aeroplane that took me from Scotland to London, to Amsterdam, to Chicago and finally to Las Vegas.
It's been a busy year. It's been a fine year in many ways, I got married for one, buts its also been difficult. I found it harder than I thought it would be to start over from scratch. I thought I had a fairly realistic grip on how hard things might be. It turned out that I didn't give my impatience enough credit. Timing probably didn't help. If I had made such a move any year before or after things might just have been a little easier. What's done is done, and cannot be undone.
Yesterday I got the first response from the advert I placed last week, another 39 customers like that and 2010 should be a good year for the two of us. I say that like its going to be easy. When I started the first time around I had 5 or 6 people in the first 2 weeks because I knew people in the area. That in itself was able to give me a fairly easy start in business, from there I was able to get new clients from word of mouth by the standard of my work. This time though, in part from not knowing anyone in the area and the bad economy its definitely going to be a harder start.
That said I'm a 'the glass is half full' kind of guy. It might just be one customer today but from little acorns mighty oaks do grow. I'm definitely the optimist in the relationship. I dream of the future that we can have some day, she acts like the balancing rod that reminds me its not quite happening yet. My impatience is getting the better of me now.
I'm anxious for my American Dream to begin to unfold. Funny that, I never much believed in the American Dream before. I didn't see why the USA should have a monopoly on that particular dream. I always thought that dream could be transplanted anywhere. Of course I never saw myself coming to these shores, funny how life turns out.
Now that I'm here I want to be able to buy us a cheap little house. A place that we can do up, maybe put in some nice wooden floors, a new kitchen, change the bathroom, paint the walls, plant a few trees in the garden and raise some chickens so that the wife can have some eggs in the morning. Maybe if I'm still writing, and you are still reading, you'll see that happen in around 3 years or so. Right now though I'm getting ahead of myself. But damn it feels good to dream. Now for the hard work - making it happen.
Listening to: Paul Kelly - From Little Things Big Things Grow