I was raised by loving parents in a very small town in the Ozark hills of Arkansas. I never felt like I fit in with the hillbilly crowd, so from early on my ultimate goal in life was to get out of my home town. I wanted to move far, far away and never return. I did move away finally (just not that far).
After bouncing around to a few different colleges, I wound up at a Bible college in Springfield, Missouri. My husband and I dabbled in youth ministry for several years. We loved (and still love) working with teenagers. They are so full of life and energy, and they think they have all the answers…how cute is that? But after experiencing some burnout, we chose to quit the ministry life. My college education turned out to be a bit esoteric for work outside the church. So, I got a job working for a Christian publishing house. I worked there for over 8 years, learning much about writing, editing, and the publishing world in general.
My husband and I were married for almost 10 years when we decided to have our first child. I quit my “real” job and stayed home to take care of her and write freelance “on the side.” I thought I’d be able to manage it for a year or so before I would need to go back into the workforce, but that’s not how things happen. Three years into my stay-at-home career, I had our second child. I have been working from home for over six years now. It’s not easy and my house can feel like a prison sometimes (I am here all the time and the other inmates are bossy and messy), but I have no regrets. My family consists of me (Wendy), my husband Jay, and our daughters Inara (5), and Maelle (2).
It took five years for me to start taking my freelance job seriously and treating it as a career rather than a work hiatus. This blog is my attempt to chronicle my work-from-home life, share what I learn about business, and vent my frustrations. If you like what I’ve got to say, leave a comment. If you don’t like what I have to say, please be kind….I cry easily.