Well, two things: One, it's not all fun and fluff. Working in fashion is not a joke, it is hard work. And two, it's all because of LOVE.
The moment I said yes to marrying my husband, I knew that from then on, we were a team. He's the most hardworking man on earth, and seeing him doing everything on his own from sun up to sun down was pretty heartbreaking. I kid you not when I say that he takes about an average of 50 phone calls a day, from clients wanting this and that, to government stuff, to supervising repairs on units, to new inquiries, down to marketing his current listings. It's just too much for one person to handle.
So one day, I asked him out of the blue: "What if I quit my job to help you out? Do you think that's a good idea?" His eyes glistened, mouth widened, and said: "That would mean the world to me." And that, my friends, was all I needed to hear.
It's been three months since I left my desk job and I gotta say, it's been great so far. Aside from being able to create some sort of work-life balance in our relationship, I get to understand and be with my husband more. Before, I just can't seem to fathom why he's so tired and stressed all the freaking time, and now that I get to experience handling difficult clients, I seriously get how this job can totally drain you. Plus, we get to earn more! But that's just the icing on the cake, really. I think the best part about my decision is that I am learning something new every day.
|SALUTE. Me and and empty desk on my last day as a Fashion Editor. Photo taken April 22, 2014.|
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