|My son Simon atop Deer Island|
Recently I was toying with ideas for what kind of work I could do (or would do) now if I REALLY had to. Sensible people might actually be thinking that I really should be working at my age, and using my income to more aggressively pay off debts and save. I know my accountant thinks so. So, I thought, well, what if I was to work just 6 months of the year in the summer - what would I do that would make it worthwhile. A review of my work history is confusing quite frankly - I've done so many different types of jobs over the years, it is really very difficult to put me in a box and say "this is what she does". I've never had a "career". I'd be a recruiter's nightmare. I actually thought I might try taking a self-taught course to write the test for getting certified as an insurance broker - something that might tie in with a lot of my other background and give it a focus. Yeah, that might be good......and then a few minutes later, I am shuddering when I picture myself in a cubicle wearing office clothes with a phone to my ear. NOOOOOOOOO! Likewise, I think about taking a few computer courses with a particular focus, like document management systems......Mike could help me learn that shit. But god, I just don't want to! I'd have to work in big corporations downtown and commute on a train and sit in traffic for hours a day. Please, never again.
No, it would seem that the only thing I am suited for now is writing, particularly if I want to continue to spend winters in Mazatlan, or travel to other places more. I just have to find a way to get paid for it. Luckily, this is the age of self-publishing e-books and social marketing. I'm going to give it a try. There, I said it and I want everyone who reads this to hold me accountable. I'm a lazy so-and-so, and I MUCH prefer reading other people's writing than my own!