There are two flights of stairs in my cabin in the country. The loft is where I sew. The basement porch is where I dye fabric. On the main floor, I visualize. In the hammock on the front porch, I take breaks. On some days, I am exhausted. One day I said, in 10 years when I am 81, will I be wanting to climb these stairs several times a day in order to earn money to supplement my Social Security? And, if my husband, Larry, goes first, will I want to live alone in the country? These decisions lead us to buy a little house to begin a slow transition to the city.
The second decision was choosing to live in a location near downtown Lexington where millennial's were renovating and establishing new businesses. They have values I align with. "But mom," my son said, "you're not a millennial." I know, but I like to be around them. Feel their energy. Hear their ideas.
The third change was seeing the need to get more inventory in my online boutique, promote it, and establish other forms of income which would come from selling what I know in addition to what I create: books, tutorials and retreats.