I've had a business own me before. I built this one so it never could.
I spent four years in timeshare sales making over $200,000 a year. I also clocked out at 11 p.m. and walked barefoot to my car crying, worked every holiday, and missed every friend's wedding because they always land on a Saturday.
Then I built an event rental business that owned my weekends the same way. When I ended up on strict bed rest while pregnant with my daughter, I discharged myself from the hospital against medical advice at eight and a half months pregnant, because a wedding I'd committed to a year earlier still had to happen. Three weeks later my daughter was born and spent 12 days in the hospital.
That was my breaking point. I realized that if your business falls apart every time life happens, your business owns you. I loved being home with my kids after that, and I was also losing a part of myself I really liked. I was buying my husband birthday gifts with his own money, and it ate at me more than I can explain.
Vending gave me a piece of myself back. That matters more to me than the income.