my story

overwhelmed to overbooked
and everything in between

my name is melissa, and i'm addicted to building businesses.

I'm also slightly obsessed with quoting Mean Girls and sending sarcastic GIFs, but that's neither here nor there. For as long as I can remember, I've had entrepreneurial squirrel-brain. When I was 10 years old I made homemade locker magnets and sold them to my classmates. They were terrible. I thought I was a genius. For the next 15 years, I went through the motions of school, graduation, more school., another graduation, and a deeply unfulfilling junior career. I kept myself sane with various side hustles... none of which I could ever give my full attention- I was too busy surviving by doing work I didn't love.

one day I peed on a stick and realized i was cooking up a human.

I was excited, terrified, overwhelmed, and really, really, REALLY nauseous. Like, pull over on the side of the highway during my morning commute to spew, nauseous. I had to tell my employer I was knocked up before I even told my family, because I was just so sick. I had been running myself ragged for this company for months; 12+ hour days, no breaks, working weekends. I thought that would earn me a little bit of leeway when I became so incapacitated by my pregnancy- instead, I was offered a demotion "on account of the sickness and hormones." Yep, I'm serious... it was not a good time..

walking proof that you can live oFF coffee and carbs and not die.

it was time to turn an obstacle into an opportunity.

If you ask my husband to describe me, he will immediately and without hesitation say, "Difficult." I should probably find this offensive, but to be perfectly honest, it's true. If you want something done, just tell me I can't do it! I am a professional pain in the ass, and I believe that where there's a strong will, there is always always a way. I resolved to find a way to stop working for other people and design my own career, so I could be the professional and the mother I really wanted to be.

Here's the part where most people these days will tell you they "manifested success" for themselves, or "awakened their calling," or something like that. Well, I didn't do any of that. I set a concrete, achievable, and realistic goal: Make 75% of my current income through self employment. I developed a strategic plan to hit that goal, and then I worked my ass off to make it happen. And you know what? It did, and then some. 

 I'm not sitting here in a luxury mansion rolling in money, telling you how you can have this too. I'm sitting here in a place of financial stability and growth, able to raise my baby and my business from wherever I want, on my terms. I work really, really hard. I make sacrifices, and I have good days and bad days. I cry often and suspect my blood stream is about 60% caffeine at this stage. But I'm making shit happen, without a magic wand, and I want you to know that you can too.

if i can make this happen, so can you.

Freedom. That's the whole reason I started a business back when my son was an infant- I needed the freedom to earn a full time income on my own terms, and on my own time. Just two years later, I've moved my family to Europe to live out a dream we've had since we were teenagers! If you had told me back then that we'd be living on the Mediterranean coast of Spain, working from home and traveling Europe whenever we felt like it... I would have laughed in your face. But guys, that's my real life right now- and I want you to have the life that YOU want, whatever it is!

now i've made my dream life, my real life.

So, what do you think?
 Ready to go get what YOU want?

let's do it