Planning for the future.
I have been thinking a lot about where I want my career to go. For the past several years career has been defined as the most secure job that pays the most. At least to me it has. Since having children I've have focused on how to support them the best way that I can and the type of job that will give us the most money to do that with. It's been money, money, money. Let's face it, money makes the world go around. We live in the type of society where that's the motto. In reality I want to be able to do something I love instead of something I comprehend well.
From age 7 to 22 I wanted to be an actor. From ages 4-6 I wanted to be a Barbie who drove a red Jeep and wore awesome purple dresses. Due to Barbie's unrealistic measurements I think that would have never worked anyways and can say I am quite ok with the change of plan.
Ok so, my entire life I wanted to be an actor. I did the occasional drama thing. I didn't do lot of "training." There was the time when I was 14 when my mother found an acting school founded by the dude inside the Barnie suit. Two auditions later I was accepted only to find out that my mother couldn't afford it. As a chubby teen with a bad grill I wasn't exactly a hot commodity at the open calls I attended. I honed my skills in front of the mirror alone in my bedroom. (I think this is the reason I still talk to myself quite a bit to this day.) If you know me I was born without a shame button so there would be no stage fright on my end.
I vowed that 5 years after I graduated I was going to lose the weight and fix the grill, head out to Hollywood and make it big. Then.....I got married in the 4th year of that wait.
So hear I am almost 11 years since I graduated with two kids and a corporate job. Don't get me wrong, I like what I do...I'm a manager, I get to boss people around. The little things make me happy....But I work in foreclosure. I take people's homes for a living. At first this didn't bother me. A paycheck is a paycheck but now I am ready to do something for me. I want to retire from a job that I enjoy not just a job that I enjoyed the paycheck.
The Hubs and I love to cook. My ideal time is cooking for my friends and family. We have been talking about for years "if we could open our own restaurant." Always it comes back to financial security. The start up cost and hit or miss of the restaurant business is daunting to say the least.
I think right now we may be serious about it. In about 7 or 8 years we may actually give it a try. Who knows. I toy with the idea of doing catering first just to cut down on some of the costs and to use this time as a testing ground for my recipes. We'll have to see what the future holds.
So if I start calling you guys asking if you want to come over, think of yourselves as a focus group. You could be the chose few who are able to say "She tested her food on me and I didn't die!"
From age 7 to 22 I wanted to be an actor. From ages 4-6 I wanted to be a Barbie who drove a red Jeep and wore awesome purple dresses. Due to Barbie's unrealistic measurements I think that would have never worked anyways and can say I am quite ok with the change of plan.
Ok so, my entire life I wanted to be an actor. I did the occasional drama thing. I didn't do lot of "training." There was the time when I was 14 when my mother found an acting school founded by the dude inside the Barnie suit. Two auditions later I was accepted only to find out that my mother couldn't afford it. As a chubby teen with a bad grill I wasn't exactly a hot commodity at the open calls I attended. I honed my skills in front of the mirror alone in my bedroom. (I think this is the reason I still talk to myself quite a bit to this day.) If you know me I was born without a shame button so there would be no stage fright on my end.
I vowed that 5 years after I graduated I was going to lose the weight and fix the grill, head out to Hollywood and make it big. Then.....I got married in the 4th year of that wait.
So hear I am almost 11 years since I graduated with two kids and a corporate job. Don't get me wrong, I like what I do...I'm a manager, I get to boss people around. The little things make me happy....But I work in foreclosure. I take people's homes for a living. At first this didn't bother me. A paycheck is a paycheck but now I am ready to do something for me. I want to retire from a job that I enjoy not just a job that I enjoyed the paycheck.
The Hubs and I love to cook. My ideal time is cooking for my friends and family. We have been talking about for years "if we could open our own restaurant." Always it comes back to financial security. The start up cost and hit or miss of the restaurant business is daunting to say the least.
I think right now we may be serious about it. In about 7 or 8 years we may actually give it a try. Who knows. I toy with the idea of doing catering first just to cut down on some of the costs and to use this time as a testing ground for my recipes. We'll have to see what the future holds.
So if I start calling you guys asking if you want to come over, think of yourselves as a focus group. You could be the chose few who are able to say "She tested her food on me and I didn't die!"
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