Hopefully my title doesn’t come off as overdramatic, but yesterday (October 5, 2010) will be a day I will always remember.
It started out the night before. I simply could not sleep. Every once in a while I have what can best be described as a mild panic attack. I know people who have full-fledged panic attacks and I don’t put my experience in that category. But, sleepless in Seattle I was. (To be technical, I live in Woodinville, a suburb of Seattle, but close enough.)
What was robbing me of sleep, you may ask? (Even if you didn’t ask, play along.) It was me totally freaking out, wrestling with the question, “How the heck am I going to be able to make a living off of music?”. Yes, I’ve blogged about this before. Yes, I am still freaking out. Most of the time, the freaking out part of me is submerged by the optimistic “things are going to work out” part. Except at night.
In the morning I decided it would help if I worked through this anxiety by journaling. As I was journaling, it occurred to me that it might help if I sat down with Excel and start doing some financial workups. My problem to solve: How to build up the business to achieve a certain average monthly revenue by January 2013. I have more to write about this in a subsequent blog post as I would love to get people’s input and suggestions. It really does take a village.
It helped to journal; it helped to do some math, but it didn’t take away
the overwhelming question: How am I going to make this work?
And then, suddenly, I get this text message from 40404 (meaning someone on Twitter sent me a direct message). If you’ve been following along with me on this journey, you know that I have participated in the Music Success in Nine Weeks (MSi9W) blog challenge over the summer. It was a contest, the winner receiving a complimentary 3-month full PR campaign. My Twitter message yesterday afternoon was from the Ariel Hyatt, the author of the MSi9W and the moderator and judge of the blog challenge.
Guess what? I WON!!
Can you believe it? It’s been over 24 hours and I am still in a state of shock. A 3-month PR campaign. Wow. Pinching myself. At some point it will sink in.
And then to cap things off, yesterday was my parent’s 65th anniversary. 65 years!! Amazing. My brother and I took them to Outback and we all had a delightful dinner. The manager treated them to a glass of champagne. It is a total miracle that my Dad is still with us. The medical people shake their heads in amazement. He is one tenacious 86-year old. What a blessing!!
So, a dark night followed by some wonderful news and then a celebration.
A day to remember, indeed!