From Getting My Girls, to Finding that Niche To Financially Cinch Our Future…
Have you ever just knew what you wanted, how to go about getting it, and everything just laid itself out, one step at a time, and suddenly you turn around and there it is, all wrapped up neatly with a bow? No? Me either! Ha-ha!
If things were really that easy and just fell into place I would surely have died and went to heaven. From the very first memories I have, I can remember that no matter how I went about most things, they were always a little harder for me to accomplish, and not from lack of smarts. I was always in the very top of my class, and sometimes even passed it and on the next grades level. However, from the very first breath, I believe I have had the unfortunate luck of being unlucky!
There are a few things that might stand in the way of me and my girls and our financial freedom, luck is not going to be one of them. You don’t have to be lucky to own a profitable business. You don’t have to be lucky to be on the right side of the law to get your kids back either. However, what both areas do take is time, money and patience.
The three separately aren’t that bad to overcome. But you put any of the two together it gets a little harder to achieve goals, but you put all three together and let’s just say it’s a show stopper, or can be….
You see, there will be none of that stop word in my house’s vocabulary when it is in direct relation to dreams, goals, or achieving them. Patience is a virtue that I have had no choice but to learn, practice, and teach these last 9 months. Time is something you can never have enough of when it comes to family, but it can take too much to get that same family back should you mess up and lose it, and that kind of time lose can never be retrieved. Money is the one thing I can only say what I would do with it if I actually had it. I have always gone without and had to be frugal and crafty instead of splurging and trendy.
As I try to take my mind off the girls and all that getting them back entails, I am left with trying to get the business up and going and profitable so as to be able to honestly be able to provide financially for the girls without any outside help. It’s very easy to get sucked in and overwhelmed. My first month toying with different ideas and different business types led me down the worm hole I call “Being Bangladesh-ed”. Which really just equivocated to being scammed and lead around the internet like Alice chasing the white rabbit in the childhood story Alice in Wonderland. My bank account was put on radar for being defrauded by people known to be responsible for terrorism!
Imagine that phone call. Here I was thinking all my worries were over because I finally qualified for the loan I had been trying for the last two weeks, all to be told that my account had been used to try to obtain funds illegally from a country known for terrorism. To make matters worse, the evil people will not stop trying to either harass me or continue their attempts to wipe me off the map financially. I get phone calls, emails, and texts daily telling me I have been approved for another of their “loans”, I get phone calls from their “robo-caller” telling me that my social security number has things being filed against it, along with phone calls from the people themselves cussing or saying perverted things just because I am not afraid to call them out on their bs. There’s even a round of calls that are supposedly from the Federal Student Financial Aide trying to tell me that our government, the United States has issued a $12K award for me just because.
These calls, plus my already stressed lawyer issues, on top of everything that goes into opening a business, let’s just say I was about to pull all my hair out and give up from it all! Nothing like learning the hard way! Since these lessons have come so early, I think I have finally got past the beginner’s jitters and am fairly confident that I am making the right choice of starting the business. However, I am still on the fence on the actual type still.
Through all my research, and hits and misses, I know for a fact that it will include affiliate marketing for sure. There are some really great companies out there that have offers that help the financially needy like myself and I thing showing my gratitude by promoting either their company or their products in return is the least that I can do to show my gratitude. Next, I know that I will be including personalized children’s stories to my list of services. Reading makes my girls very happy, but hearing a story that is about them just brightens their smiles and shows that twinkle in their eye! If I can make that happen for other children and other parents, then maybe just maybe, I can repay my debt to God for messing up with the miracles he gave me to look after.
The main aspect of the business I also know will be centered around Shopify. I absolutely love them! The overall aspects of partnering with them and them helping you to grow your business in different ways, them providing training and resources to make this growth happen, and the free partner products make it a no brain-er when you have limited resources at your disposal. I just can’t decide if I want to go all digital or just brand and promote my own product. That, in and of itself, is what keeps me up at night and going in circles. It’s very frustrating to say the very least.
While I am leaning toward digital and my own product, I am afraid it might be too much for me to take on at the moment with me trying to get back into court with a custody battle. Then again, I am worried that my own product will not take off as fast as digital might, and that it will hinder me in the finance area needed to show the judge that I really have been telling the truth this whole time.
From product choices, descriptions, and pricing to fulfilling my own product’s orders, taking care of the things needed done daily around the house and for the case, seems like a ton and I get overwhelmed just thinking about it all. I just have to do as my new friend Sharon told me, put the emotions aside, let the mama back to the surface, pull myself up by the boot straps, and put the big-girl panties back on and run this thing! Failure is not an option, there is way to much at stake for all that mess!
If only I wasn’t having to do it all by myself, without someone to bounce ideas off of, or without business capital to help with the daily costs that seem to be the deal breakers for me really getting a head right now. Nothing can ever be easy so it would seem, but I tell you what, by the time all this is up and going, I am going to be an emotionally iron clad mama! One that can’t be shook no matter how hard the wind blows or how hard the knees are smacked with the sledgehammer! And for the life of me, if I ever get to the bottom of the Bangladesh-ed Bank Bandits, its gonna be a bad day for them! LOL