A bit later in the day than usual, but here is my Sunday Words to live by post. (Oh! And isn't it an incredibly true quote?)
First of all...Happy Mothers Day to all the Mamas out there! Next...Thank you for all of the concerned emails about my absence from posting the past few days.(Such wonderful friends!) Not to worry, I am fine...just trying to search for different ways out of a rut of my own. Okay, not necessarily a rut, but...well, more of an unfulfilling, safe place. (Sheesh, I sound so deep and vague, you surely haven't a clue what I am trying to say...I'm not even sure myself.)
Anyway.
For those of you with inquiring minds that have been wondering what I've been doing all week, I'll tell you. I've been debating. Make Pro/Con lists. Praying. Worrying and fretting. Trying not to worry or fret. I've been filling out forms for loan modifications, going to my Senator's office to waste my time look for assistance on another issue, and while trying to decide which financial-slash-career path to take, (The secure-but-barely-buys-my-groceries-and-yet-allows-me-time-to-follow-my bliss bank job, or the throw-caution-to-the-wind-and-shoot-for-the-moon-leaving-everything-behind-me idea I tossed around) two more doors were thrown wide open for me.(As if I weren't confused enough already...)
First, I was recommended by a friend for a pretty good paying job at a huge non-profit organization, so I sent my resume to my daughter for some tweaking (Oh my gosh! She made me sound so fabulous even I wanted to hire me!) and hand delivered it to the Exec Director. Long story short, I was called in and interviewed, and have now made the short list for round two of the interview process. (Wow, I just may land this job opportunity.) Making a salary that would guarantee me being able to pay my monthly bills would be pretty sweet, to say the least, and working for such a good non profit would be right up my alley. (But, would there be enough time left for following my bliss? For my writing? My painted furniture?)
In the meantime, a fabulous new shop in a charming little house is getting ready to open here in the biggest little city, and the other Tracey and I have been asked to teach some workshops there and put some of our merchandise in on consignment. (I know! Pretty cool, huh?) While chatting it up with the owners of the shop, we discovered they owned the house next door as well...and wouldn't we like to see it? Um, well...the rent is affordable?.....well...maybe just a peek...Oh-me-oh-my-oh. It looks to be a diamond in the rough, a perfect location for upcoming Tumbleweed Cotillions and also for hosting intimate events like showers and parties and bookclubs and...It could be a charming event venue..(but would there be enough income along with the bank job to support me?)
So....with all of this being said, I am completely dazed and confused.(I think God needs to close some doors for me.) I look at my choices and I'm scared to death and thrilled at the same time, if that makes any sense.
After all, like M. Scott Peck says, this decision could just turn out to be one of my life's finest moments.
