When I did leave, I was in full jewelry lady bling.
It's been awhile since I blinged this much, and the jeans I was wearing are among my smallest.
It felt good to be blinged.
Ahhhh...a bit of nostalgia for my former career as a senior leader for a jewelry company. What do I miss?
Dressing up & friends.
That's it! Nothing else. So now that I'm through, what do I want to do?
I met a doctor of anthropology for lunch, who encouraged me to take time now to really figure out what I want, and do everything to make it happen.
I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
I'm married, so princess is out of the question.
Do I want to be a curator?
Do I want to help small businesses?
Do I want to franchise a business?
Do I want to become a Hiking Viking?
Do I want to write? (Yes)
What do I want to write? (No clue)
Do I want to be the conservative voice for #girlpower?
Do I want to go into politics?
Do I want to make millions? (Yes)
How? (No clue...well, not true. Whatever I pursue will result in this somehow.)
Do I want to go into radio? (Yes)
As what? (Fitness Quest or Rush?)
Do I want to fly in an F-14? (Yes, but the navy recruiter laughed.)
I'm supposed to find my passion...
It's NOT exercise, I can tell you that.
The rest of the afternoon I spent in MSP training for BNI.
I came home no closer to discovering my purpose in life than when I left this morning; not that it means anything.
I need to figure this out, and soon. This capitalist doesn't do well without a mission.
13 years ago tonight, I went to bed pregnant, a full 39 weeks along. Tomorrow, I can honestly say I no longer have children in the house: I'll be the mother to THREE teenagers. Loving it!
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