LIGHTBULB . . .

As I sit here meticulously researching fonts, font sizes and graphics; scoring card stock with a letter opener; sizing and trimming labels; and conceptualizing the perfect nametag for the upcoming NHF women's retreat, it occurs to me: I'd be a really great event planner, and that is something for which I would actually consider leaving the law.

Now all I need are clients, start-up capital, a stocked and staffed office, fruitful contacts, supplies wholesalers and approximately eighteen more hands.

I mean, is it really that impossible? I'm almost thirty ... and there are so many thirty-year-olds out there who have started their own businesses and succeeded ... what am I so afraid of?