Ah, the old canard of how it's not *really* work unless you're a) in a suit, in an office, 9-5, or b) covered in oil and bashing metal.
Absurd! Four months tops. She has to allow for whatever new toys you'll be buying... Ciao!Grendelwulf
Hmmm...sounds like my wife's attitude; she will only (grudgingly) permit me gaming time if there is a chance that I can sell the results. Otherwise, it's "you can waste time with your friends when your chores are done"
*sigh* we can all dream . . .
My wife has long ago realized that nothing I do with this hobby, including selling collectibles or running conventions, will ever lead to much money. It's good to crush their dreams early...
You've got people ready to hand you money at a moment's notice. That's somewhat successful, I think.
I'm in complete support of her optimism. We all fool ourselves into thinking the world is a much different place than it really might be once in a while --- why not enjoy that feeling? I know my occasional spirals and black moods are not much fun... If you are going to have a delusion, why not have an enjoyable one?
Gosh, all my says is, "What if you die before you ship all those boxes?"
>>why not enjoy that feeling?Because I chase my delusions and make plans off of them. We're in big trouble if she starts doing that too!
Convince her that you two should roll for it.
i am glad you found each other ; - )