New Ideas, New Directions

   In the past 4 years or so, my life has been a series of making plans, beginning them and then changing directions in the middle of implementing the plan.  I have always thought that change is good, it moves us forward and helps us grow.

Mothers always know

just what to say.  I emailed my mom this AM about how I thought I must be having a midlife mental breakdown, so of course she called me when she got home from her job this afternoon to see what was up.

And yet another chapter begins.....

You know the saying that goes "be careful what you wish for, it just might come true?"  Well,  for the longest time I was wishing for freedom from my job, the freedom to not have to go to work 8 hrs a day, 5 days a week, but instead to have more time to figure out what I wanted and to be creative and try and "find" myself I guess.

Times they are a changin....

I need to blog more often.  I need to somehow tell my story so that I will be able to read about it when it is over and know how I got from there to here. Or from here to there...wherever it is I am going and wherever it is I came from.   I know the past few years I have had a lot of ennui and frustration with my job and my life in general.  I finally just jumped ship, the ship being my job, and am now swimming in a sea of change.  I'm currently still excited, hoping I don't falter and drown, and I think that once I get over the shock and disbelief I feel towards myself and my situation, I might be ok!