So here we are well into our fifth month of being at home together and I am still learning how to manage meeting my children's needs during the day while following my own course. I am having trouble finding the balance between my writing being productive and my home life being productive. I have moved into a new phase of this successive process though. I seem to be savoring all of the little moments such as my son dancing and clapping to music that he hears. Something I am lucky enough to be with him for. I have been privileged to see him blow kisses for the first time to his sister when she heads to school and watched him make car noises as he moves a toy car on the floor, something I didn't realize he knew how to do. I had the chance to be completely in amazement when he figured out, AND REMINDED ME, that the dog's collar was supposed to be removed when he was let back in the house. The most recent moment of great job I was party to was my son participating in giving a "high five" upon completing a task.
These moments are things I would not be privileged enough to experience if it was not for my recent upset in my career.
That having been said, I am still in great need of figuring out how to balance getting anything in the freelance writing world accomplished worth doing as well as being able to figure out a way to go back to school. The longer I put off starting classes for nursing, the less likely the change will be.
So Readers, if any of you have any terrific ideas for organizing my writing so that I am able to do those assignments that pay best while still being able to help my daughter learn to deal with and work with her ADD and my son grow and socialize, please feel free to chime in.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Freelance What?
Alright, so I admit, this unplanned change in direction in my life has been a bit confusing. I am thirty something and was pretty sure I knew what I would be doing for a living for some time to come. Then it happened. I lost my job and suddenly I wanted something else. Who Knew!? Well, I suppose if I am honest about it, I knew.
I have decided to take the opportunity put in front of me to take a little change in direction. The basics are simple, provide for my family. Seems easy right? Does this mean I have to do things that don't make me happy to get there? Yes, paralegal work once made me happy to some degree. I loved the challenge. However, I have decided with the paying of bills, the dealing with events beyond our control and the general trying to get through the days with our senses intact, my challenge is keeping my home together.
That having been said, you have all noticed some changes. I have taken on writing again, something that makes me very happy. I also love to illustrate so I have put myself out there for that. While I have faith that all of these things will make me happy and in turn my family, I must be realistic. I need something that moves me physically and mentally and can supply the income I need for my family. Nursing seems to be the way to go. So, while I am writing and illustrating and watching over our children I intend to go back to school, again.
The point of this rant is to let everyone know how imporant I feel doing what you love is. Can you make a career change at thirty something?? Why not? Find what you love and make a plan to make it a part of your life.
I have decided to take the opportunity put in front of me to take a little change in direction. The basics are simple, provide for my family. Seems easy right? Does this mean I have to do things that don't make me happy to get there? Yes, paralegal work once made me happy to some degree. I loved the challenge. However, I have decided with the paying of bills, the dealing with events beyond our control and the general trying to get through the days with our senses intact, my challenge is keeping my home together.
That having been said, you have all noticed some changes. I have taken on writing again, something that makes me very happy. I also love to illustrate so I have put myself out there for that. While I have faith that all of these things will make me happy and in turn my family, I must be realistic. I need something that moves me physically and mentally and can supply the income I need for my family. Nursing seems to be the way to go. So, while I am writing and illustrating and watching over our children I intend to go back to school, again.
The point of this rant is to let everyone know how imporant I feel doing what you love is. Can you make a career change at thirty something?? Why not? Find what you love and make a plan to make it a part of your life.
Monday, April 5, 2010
LEGOS
Let's discuss LEGOs. I have come to the conclusion that they are something that should be parent proofed. While opening a bottle of aspirin could be a danger to a child, trying to maneuver around LEGOs seems to have the same fate for parents.
Poor unsuspecting parents, thinking all the LEGOs have been tucked into bed for the night, creep around the room that transforms itself by day into a holding space for erratic toys and by night the supposed living room. Barefoot or sock foot it matters not.
Around the corner you go and BAMM!! The pain pierces through the foot up through the ankle and right into the heart. Where did it come from? It wasn't there before you are very sure. Do they hide beneath the furniture waiting for the opportunity to strike!?
A toy that bring so much joy even to the young should come with a case that has lock and key to ensure that it remains safely tucked away from the parents. There should be a warning label, much like "Do Not Feed After Midnight", but instead saying "Keep Away From Parents" or "Caution: Will Bite".
Have you ever noticed how a box of 50 LEGOs can seem like 100 in no time!! Do they multiply!? And if they do, why are we always buying MORE of them?!
And then there is the JUMBO LEGO, which incidentally, is intended for YOUNG children and yet can be a massive health hazard for adults. You would think their size and bright colors would make them obvious as you stroll through the play area unknowingly.
Makes you wonder how fictional Toy Story really is?!
LEGOs, a danger to parents EVERYWHERE and yet a must have part of childhood.
Poor unsuspecting parents, thinking all the LEGOs have been tucked into bed for the night, creep around the room that transforms itself by day into a holding space for erratic toys and by night the supposed living room. Barefoot or sock foot it matters not.
Around the corner you go and BAMM!! The pain pierces through the foot up through the ankle and right into the heart. Where did it come from? It wasn't there before you are very sure. Do they hide beneath the furniture waiting for the opportunity to strike!?
A toy that bring so much joy even to the young should come with a case that has lock and key to ensure that it remains safely tucked away from the parents. There should be a warning label, much like "Do Not Feed After Midnight", but instead saying "Keep Away From Parents" or "Caution: Will Bite".
Have you ever noticed how a box of 50 LEGOs can seem like 100 in no time!! Do they multiply!? And if they do, why are we always buying MORE of them?!
And then there is the JUMBO LEGO, which incidentally, is intended for YOUNG children and yet can be a massive health hazard for adults. You would think their size and bright colors would make them obvious as you stroll through the play area unknowingly.
Makes you wonder how fictional Toy Story really is?!
LEGOs, a danger to parents EVERYWHERE and yet a must have part of childhood.
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