Friday, October 17
On the Stroke of Noon...
A sunrise, combined with the brisk morning air and a hot cup of coffee, always seem to magically fill me with the inspiration and anticipation of beginning something new. Something creative. And, of course, enjoyable. Something to exercise my artistic abilities and share with the world around us... heck, maybe even profitable! After all, the diploma is only a memento [representing the monthly with drawal from our bank account] collecting dust in the closet, there is also my mind to consider! However, do not believe for a second that I relish in the memories of sitting in a cubicle for eight(8) hours a day, making less than a local educator [who receives seasonal breaks] without the personal enjoyment of presenting my own work to the client. (Note: We have several relatives who are teachers, so I am aware of the additional commitments required by the educational system, making it an 8:00 am to 5:00 pm job.) Apparently, I should have chosen a more stable and profitable career with a higher demand, one the public can actually appreciate. Like Funeral Services. No, I'm not kidding... it is an area of study. After all, who doesn't look forward to spending thousands of dollars on a beautifully adorned box only to be buried in the ground, never to be seen [or appreciated] again. Ok, so maybe I do miss the daily social interactions with adult conversations and witty commentary. Although, I can't say that I would trade the first hand musings and barely audible expressions of a 2-year old for work place drama or [last minute] deadlines. Unfortunately, my "motivational spirit" only lasts for a fleeting moment before reality sets in, which can involve any number of things. Uncertainty. Lack of focus. Various excuses. Need I go on? By the time I've showered, dressed and checked my email for the day, the spell has been broken by scattered thoughts of insecurity and reminders of responsibilities I've conveniently put off finishing. By dusk, the incandescent lights are [also] illuminating yet another idea inexcusably not explored. Sigh... and everything is as it was before.
Commit your works to the Lord, And your thoughts will be established.
Proverbs 16:3
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3 comments:
WOW, you took the thought out of my mind! I hear ya my fellow SAHM, with a nice diploma and even NICER student loan payment!
We will get our "paycheck" one day, and I gurantee that "paycheck" will go and last longer than any paycheck we received in the career world!
Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.
(Proverbs 22:6)
You shall teach them to your children, talking of them when you are sitting in your house, and when you are walking by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.
(Deuteronomy 11:19)
I understand your thinking completely!
By the way, I do know someone that is a Funeral Director and she makes GREAT money so it is worth checking in to. ;)
ha, i'll be sure to enroll next spring ;) it would have to be profitable (other than the obvious reason) so i could afford all of the meds i would need to be on in order to stay sane!!! otherwise, i would be a walking, emotional time bomb.
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