In the weeks before my “meaning-of-life” birthday, I traded my well-paying director job for a part-time therapist job so I could start my own business. It seemed like a big deal, so I started this blog as a way to chronicle what I hope will be an interesting, successful and with any luck, inspiring story of the process.
I’ve been a speech pathologist for 16 years now, and part of me has always wondered at what the evolution of the career might look like for me. I live in a small town that thinks it’s a big town, so there aren’t amazing hospital opportunities for me, and only so many higher level management positions within the geography. So I’ve always wondered….where will I grow?
So an opportunity evolved in my brain, and my husband thinks it’s worth a try.
So hang on tight, here we go. As I said to my friends when I announced the change, “Someone check my parachute, folks. Today is a new day and it’s a long way down!”
Here is what I would like the website to say about me as the company founder:
“After years of training as an operatic soprano in Vienna, Lori moved to Kyoto, Japan to open an orphange for abandoned iguanas. Recognizing the global efforts that would be necessary to address the magnitude of the problem, she made an impassioned plea at the Hague to the Nobel Laureate committee to expand consideration of the Peace Prize to include veterinary efforts for international reptilian adoption. As the iguana crisis abated, she shifted her attention to the preservation of endangered libations. Engaging in a six year research endeavor that included painstaking observation and analysis at some of the world’s most obscure pubs and bars, selflessly consuming round after round of the least recognized, and possibly soon-to-be-lost cocktails and beers, she was granted an honorary doctorate from Chico State University, where the study of ethanolic biology earns some of academia’s most prestigious accolades. After her release from rehab, where a cutting-edge detox program involving the repeated reading of “Dilbert” comics was in clinical trials, she recognized the desperate need that people had to just friggin’ understand each other better. This compelled her to break ground on the idea of revolutionary communications company that could only be successfully launched while wearing fuzzy slippers and with the administrative support of two tasmanian devil cats. She is currently soliciting grant funding. And chocolate.”
It’s unlikely that it will ultimately say that, but wouldn’t it be great if it did?
