Nerves nerves nerves stomach ache

The big news around Excellent Adventure HQ is that as of September 15, I am hanging out my own shingle (well, not literally -- it violates our condo rules) and going into business for myself. I'll be doing pretty much the same thing -- special education law and consulting -- but instead of working for The Man I'll be working for The Woman. I.e., me.

On the one hand, I'm very excited. It presents lots of opportunities, not the least of which is the opportunity to make more money. I can work when I want, where I want, which I could sort of do before, but now I am truly beholden to no one but myself. I don't have to feel bad if the Boss Man calls and I'm not here to answer the phone because I was walking the dog or picking up Zeke from school. I can pursue other clients or even other areas of law, if the opportunity presents itself.

On the other hand, I'm fucking terrified. I already have one steady client and two potential clients, and I haven't even started marketing, but I still am having nightmares about the work drying up and not being able to pay my mortgage and being out on the street.

Realistically, I know this won't happen. I've got a husband who has a job and who has vowed that if need be, he can pick up extra work no trouble. Jason's been awesome, actually. He's been so supportive and encouraging and has been just wonderful. I also have parents who are fortunate enough to be able to help me out if I need it.

And I've got lots of contacts and ideas and marketable skills. So I should be fine.

But all I can think about is accounting software and how to set up my taxes and what am I going to do about a 401K and getting a Hawaii business license and blah blah blah. I know I can handle it, but I'm a nervous wreck.