By either Manton's or DonCarlos' standards, I'd be quite happy. I would assume that striking out on ones own requires a supportive spouse and nail biting over bills, perhaps eating ham sandwiches for a while. I made this leap several years ago, but my industry went to shit in late 2008 and, being a "Green Sprout," it didn't take long to destroy the dream. To me it meant knowing that in the beginning I would get paid the least and last, that "delayed gratification" regarding luxuries would be my mantra and and it may take years to realize my financial dreams. On the other hand, whatever I made was because of my devotion, skill and execution of my duties. I put my head on the pillow at night knowing that it was my business and I would make it no matter what. I considered myself a rich man long before I ever went out on my own. That was the impetus for opening my business. I was simply not afraid to fail.