07 Apr I’m at a Crossroads…
Ok, the image is more of a junction but free images are slim pickings.
As Esme is about to turn one I need to strategically plan my next move. As fun as running your own business is, it was never my long term trajectory.
My businesses don’t need someone there all day every day and can tick along themselves, leaving me free to do what I should have done when I was 18 – decide what I want to be when I grow up.
When I was in my last year of school I toyed with the idea of journalism but as I was almost rendered agoraphobic with panic attacks I didn’t think that this would bag me many jobs in that industry although I could write some killer pieces of the soothing effect of magnolia walls.
I really do wish I’d have chosen a vocational degree and stuck with it.
University is wasted on the young. I chose my degree based on how much free time it would give me so I could travel home and spend in County Bar.
So I started to think about retraining as something completely different.
How do you even begin to retrain with a young family?
I love the idea of becoming a paediatric nurse or a primary school teacher but my guess is that this will be nigh on impossible with a baby that goes to bed when I do. Also, it’s a long slog – a commitment. Financial as well as otherwise.
Then there are the hours. Would training to become a shift worker be wise? Isn’t that going against the exact reasons why we built Lavish?
The danger is finding a ‘stop gap’ job – just until Esme is a little older then I can commit to retraining.
As learned in the past you get used to the salary and spend accordingly and before you know it you’re trapped.
I look back at myself in my last job before starting the business and that image of me weeping with boredom whilst reading Heat magazine on my laptop haunts me. That’s time you won’t get back.
If I’m going to increase my babies time in nursery it has to be for the greater good.
I’m no longer willing to settle where work is concerned but then at the same time, bills need to be paid.
Being an adult is a toughie!
First on my to do list is to look more into how to make money from writing.
I’m not the world’s greatest or most original but something that makes your heart happy must be worth a shot at?
I’d only regret not trying.
I’ve had a real sense of fulfilment since starting to blog that I didn’t ever have before.
Pressing publish on a blog that I have managed to write using my left hand while baba sleeps in my right gives me a wonderful sense of achievement until the itch to write another.
Receiving lovely comments and interactions from readers is so rewarding and I like to think it’s one job i’m qualified in by experience.
Here goes nothing!