Mondayitis

I know it’s only Monday but are you already longing for the weekend again? Back in the day when I worked in my office job I couldn’t wait for Friday to roll round. The relief was magic.  But then by lunchtime on Sunday the dread was already creeping back in.  So much of my week was spent dreaming of not being at work or dreading having to be. It was crazy.

Of course you may not hate your job like I did.  Not everyone who wants to start their own business hates their job. There are definitely people who love what they do but are itching to push themselves to the next level and try going out on their own.

If you aren’t one of the few who actually love their job it is possible that your Mondayitis symptoms could be caused by an underlying condition known as CADD.

What the hell is CADD I hear you ask? Well you’re about to find out. 

Meet Amanda Mac.  An Iquitmyjob.com.au reader who definitely suffers from CADD and whose not afraid to quit... all kinds of things.  She quit uni. She quit her relationship. She quit not one but several jobs. All in preparation for....  the ultimate quit!

Happy Reading

Big Love and adventures

Anthea (aka the just do it girl) xx

 **** GUEST POST BY AMANDA MAC ****

I have never liked working for other people.

I have something I call Career Attention Deficit Disorder (CADD).

From a very, very young age I had this idea in the back of my mind that I was destined for something huge. At the age of 6 I started my own business encouraged by my mother. We made incredible homemade ice cream and sold them in litre tubs to neighbors in the street, then branching out on my own I began to look into other low cost avenues that utilized the skills that I already had.

Origami. 20c a piece of your choosing in your favorite color. I would sell them out of a decorated tissue box in the playground at school. There were kids who loved it! And there were kids who hated the fact that I was making money off of something so simple. They would question me; I mean really who was I to be selling folded paper at a profit to people who desired the product?

Oh, wait a second... I was the one who thought to do it, that’s who I was.

Years passed and jobs did too (sometimes 3 at a time). I got through years 10, 11 and 12 preparing for University at the same time as completing a hairdressing apprenticeship AND working in three nightclubs Thursday to Sunday from sunset to sunrise. 
I got through with a score high enough to get into any course I chose, did what I was told to do and went to University. 


That first year I was not happy. I put on weight, I was going out partying a lot, and nothing felt right. I still got high marks and breezed through the course. But 
I knew I wasn’t happy, and I started making changes. I started going to the gym, quit drinking, and over all dropped 20kg. Two things came out of this:

1 - I remembered my love for sport, and pushing my physical limits.
2 – I realised that I am attractive, and that in itself was marketable.

Much to my parents dismay I quit university, began working in a gym, and started modeling. 


They saw this as failure.

I saw opportunity.

The modelling was taking up every weekend – and I was loving it! I started on reception at the gym, but slowly as I collected qualifications and experience my roles expanded: Reception, gym floor, Spin instructor, Food Coach, Personal Trainer and then one day the owner was visiting and asked if I wanted to do sales.

In December that year my name finished at number 1 for the franchises sales nationally.

Three months later I quit that gym with a days notice. The manager (a frightening combination of greed, selfishness, and negativity) had been telling me that I was too skinny, and the phrase “ You look like a sick dog” passed her lips a few times.

I knew that for the past 18 months I had been used, pushed to my limits, and although I loved the work I was doing I knew the harassment would go by without being dealt with, and I had been putting my heart and soul into the place for $25 an hour. I moved on.

Time passed and so did other jobs:

Gym management – under paid and over worked.

I left.

Functions Management – Heaps of fun but under paid and over worked.

I left.

There was a pattern that was doing my head in; I couldn’t cope working for someone else. I knew I was incredible at what I did. And could excel in any field, and yet I couldn’t hold down a job? There had to be something wrong with me. 
I thought I was a failure. 
I just went back to modelling.

Then an actual real life miracle happened, though I didn’t know it at the time. A successful entrepreneur snapped me up from mediocrity and made me her sales person! Apprenticed me if you will.

The coolest part – she found me through Facebook!

I started off with $700 programs, 10% commission. It was hard work for 70 bucks but I could do it while travelling, next to the pool, in a cafe. Really where ever. She moved me up to selling a $9000 product – business coaching, and got me involved in the course at the same time. I was killing it and loving every second of it. 

One day after many sleepless nights and crying on the shower I woke up and realized I was sick of Canberra, sick of my life (duh) and not happy in my relationship… My boyfriend at the time was everything that I hated but thought that I was “meant to be with”... except for the fact that his biceps were huge, I liked that part.

So I left him. And straight after leaving him I set an end date for myself to escape mediocrity – escape Canberra. I was going to have it all by Boxing Day. I was going to quit my life.

So I created a plan, looking at what I was awesome at – Sales, Marketing, working with Fitness Professionals and, Monetizing pretty much any idea into a saleable product.

The entrepreneur had trained me in coaching for her business, and I was assistant coaching under her brand, so with her help I launched myself as a Biz and Marketing coach for Fitness and Health Professionals wanting to break into the online world. And it EXPLODED. People saw that I was awesome at what I did, and they wanted a piece of it. Clients within a week!! 

All the years of quitting jobs has paid off. In the end it was all just practice for the biggest challenge I have faced: Quitting the life I didn’t love and creating my own perfect reality. Feeling the fear and doing it anyway, because in the end – your beliefs are your reality, and if you create new beliefs you can design a perfect reality.

The only limits that exist are the ones we impose on ourselves, 

Amanda Mac, Xx www.amandamac.com.au

facebook.com/amandamacsalesgun 

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