The Art of Being a Good Quitter

Summer is fleeting, y’all.
Mid-August already.

Costco has officially rolled out the Christmas décor (before I’ve even finished my sunscreen), and Halloween has taken over the store aisles.

So, I’m soaking up what’s left of these long, golden days — because as I hit month four of running my business, life looks… different.

The referrals are starting to roll in. I’m landing projects. I’m getting momentum. I’m not at full capacity yet — not even close to “thriving” by my old standards (still figuring out what that even means for me), but I’m also doing things I never used to let myself do.

I’m puttering in my garden on a Tuesday afternoon.
Reading in bed with coffee on a Thursday morning.
Doing groceries on a Friday morning with all the seniors.

I’m doing the thing I said I wanted: choosing joy, finding balance, soaking up the last bits of summer. And yet… it feels so weird. But here’s the catch: joy doesn’t always feel natural when you’ve been trained to hustle

Because the millennial in me; the one who grew up believing her worth was measured by how busy she was, how much money she made, how “in demand” she looked… is kind of freaking out right now. She’s whispering: You should be pushing harder. You should be posting every day. You should be trying to go viral.

But the new me? The one who can actually see and feel my future self? She’s louder. She’s the voice that tells me to pause when I start overcommitting. She reminds me that it’s not a race. That the discomfort of doing things differently is actually a sign I’m on the right path.

Last weekend, Adam and I were with his family when he casually announced he’d just quit his job for something new, the same way I told them I quit mine in December.

And his Aunt Bonnie (one of the sweetest humans on the planet, married 40+ years to the equally lovely Uncle David) let out this adorable high-pitched squeal and said: “Are you serious? You guys are crazy and I love it!”

And in that moment, I felt proud. Proud that Adam and I are “quitters” in the best possible way.
Quitters of things that don’t bring us joy.
Quitters of lives that don’t fit anymore.

Over the years, we’ve learned to take turns making the leap, always supporting the other, and we’ve built a life where freedom is at the forefront. Where growth, change, and a little bit of the unknown are part of the plan. There’s something deeply exciting about not knowing exactly where we’ll be a year from now. Because the truth is, the unknown doesn’t scare me anymore — it feels like home.

So yeah… I guess you could say we’re both professional quitters and starters of better things! And honestly? I think we’re just getting started.

Xo Kayla