When opportunity knocks

Now that I've assessed the hive mind, I'll let you all in on what spawned the previous post.
I love my job. The people (person) I work for is great, I enjoy the project completion aspect of printing and small scale manufacturing, and the sense of accomplishment when I see my work up in the community. I love the creativity involved in the graphic design that I do - whether it's a billboard I'm creating, or a whole series of ads for promotional signage. And I love the autonomy I have in my side of the company - I'm the only one doing what I do, and I basically operate and manage it all by myself. Not bad for just under a year, huh? :)
So, I've been presented with an opportunity. You see, what I do for Rock, is really a small fraction of what the company does. The primary money maker is the sale of LED scoreboards, video display screens, big fancy tri-vision billboards... you get the idea. The part of the company that I work for/with is sort of a hanger on from the early days of Rock, and their foothold in the local community. But, it's become sort of divergent from the really lucrative arenas of business, and my boss is looking to streamline. Trick is, they still need the reprographics end of things. After all, someone's got to design and print stuff to go in the signs, right? So, they don't want to sign the business away to just anyone. Plus, if they're sending their clients to this off shoot business to get their reprographic work done, they want to make sure that the business is reliable - it's Rock's name on the line every time they make a referral.
So, my boss asked me if I want to run my own business. Comes with clients, equipment, computers, previous design files, referrals, and support any time I want to ask questions. All in a bright shiny package with a lease plan, so I wouldn't have to figure out how to get a bank loan with no collateral.
I'd get to do something I love, something that I've been learning how to do for the past year, and I'd be doing it for myself. Of course there are risks, and obstacles to overcome (like where the hell do I set up shop?). But the question is, if I have ever wanted, or will ever want to, run my own business, can I afford to pass this up?

Oh, and just to add icing on the cake - I got a fortune cookie last weekend that said "You will take a chance in the near future and win." Question is, does it mean adding that extra spoonful of curry powder to the chicken last night, or buying my own business?

Drone or Queen Bee???

So here's my question to all of you "out there"...
If you could work for yourself, would you?
Would you take the "security" of knowing that your next pay cheque is coming, and that it'll be for roughly the same amount as the last one, or the opportunity to get paid based on what you bring in for the company? Would you rather work for someone else's schedule and rules, or do it your way, on your time frame?

Idle curiosity.... just wondering what you all think. Would you choose to be a secure drone, or a responsible Queen bee??

feed me your thoughts.

All by myself...

So, it's been about a month... time for a post!

It seems that it takes a weekend with Bilbo away to make me resort to the computer for companionship. Or maybe it's just that I can actually get some time on the computer... ;) In reality, I get lots of opportunity, I'm just rarely in the mood to be chatty of late (on the computer or otherwise). But, with Bill visiting his mom this weekend, I've got the house to myself, and I'm finding that it's quite nice! I'm on my own schedule for chores, meals, work, and recreation. It's kind of funny how unusual this feels - it's not like Bill is horribly demanding, or that when we're together things have to be rigidly structured, or even that he prevents me from doing the things I want to do - quite the opposite.
And yet, there are often days when the apartment just feels crowded. We've almost always got the TV on, which means I can't listen to my tunes, but you can listen to the TV - in every room. And yes, we've got a separate computer room that was to double as an art room, so I'd have somewhere to play. But, with all the bookshelves, the computer desk, and the laundry rack, well, it's not so much of a sanctuary.
We've always said we each need our own space - a little corner where we can each hide with our hobbies, and our thoughts, but still be near-ish to each other (to share the video-game level conquests, or internet finds, or sketch book accomplishments). And we were spoiled, 'cause we had that at the Cedar Hill house. Unfortunately, in an apartment, that's a luxury we just don't have.
Ah well. Sooner or later we'll move on to a house...Hmm... probably later than sooner. Maybe in the mean time I'll have to hook Bilbo up with a hobby for a few hours each week... One that gets him OUT of the house!