When I decided to be a self-employed bookkeeper many moons ago, I remember interviewing with my first real client*, Joe, who seemed to be a simple man who sold ladders at local home shows. I impressed him by having the answer to a challenge he was having and he wanted to hire me on the spot.

The problem was, he had paid his previous bookkeeper $15/hour and I was asking for $20. I told him I would agree to $18/hour for 3 months, at which time, if he didn’t believe I was worth $20/hour, I would happily find and train my replacement and shake his hand goodbye. Two months later, he raised my pay to $25 an hour.

When we parted ways more than 8 years from the start, I was working with him full-time, earned 6-figures, and had earned experience in retail, project management, inside and outside sales, residential and commercial property sales and management, international shipping logistics, and human resources. We had developed a production with a call-centre, created a local commercial, built a custom CRM to handle orders and client details, moved warehouses three times, had local office and warehouse staff, and a team of salespeople from New Brunswick to British Colombia, with storage and a transportation system to support them. (You’ve got to love, Joe… he even sent a free ladder to my dad in Newfoundland so he could say on our website that we shipped from coast to coast! 😆)

Oh, what a time that was. It seems to be just a line at the bottom of my resume, but is actually the foundation for the adventures that came after, and everything that is still to come. 💜

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* a.k.a. not my boyfriend who started a small business the year before and said “you know finance… here, do this” 😆