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Last week my seven-year-old daughter overheard me chatting with a neighbor about this blog. She immediately asked what I was up to. No sooner did I say, “I’m thinking of starting my own business,” than my darling daughter cut me off. “I know! You’re a good ice skater! You should be a skate counselor!”
Now, I don’t think skate counselor is my true calling; that axel I landed in 1981 was a fluke. But I did appreciate the compliment. There are probably lots of things I’m good at that just don’t come to mind. I decided to ask around for more ideas.
At breakfast the next morning, I asked my three-year old son what kind of business I should start. He suggested I run a firehouse made of candy. That is something venture capitalists would obviously fight over.
While skate counselor and candy-coated firefighter may not be in the cards for me, I think it’s useful to ask those who know me best what they think I do best. Then again, maybe not. Scarred from a recent furniture shopping excursion, my husband suggested I try a career in second guessing.
-Michele Golden, The Reluctant Momtrepreneur