Character building

I am here... that phrase just floated through my consciousness... a bit of worship... I am here.

I had a character-building episode during the past 7 days. It was a bit of a shock for me, actually. I mean, I have "impeccable" character, right? Right....

This week I found myself faced with a choice that I don't like to have to make. I had to choose a direction, for better or worse, for my "career". I'm still not convinced I have a career... but as of Monday, I have more of one than I have ever had before.

I know what you're thinking. How can a lowly admin assistant be so full of herself as to believe she has "a career"? I've never considered myself a career person. It's not that I don't work, it's just that I never cared what direction my work took. I'm flexible. I can do anything, be anything, learn... just about anything. It's a chameleon personality that has worked well for me my whole life. I take whatever opportunity falls in my lap and don't question it. It's a gift, right?

Well this week an opportunity fell in my lap... and thanks to my wonderful husband's faith in me and his knowledge of my passions and abilities... I did NOT take that opportunity. Better pay... who needs it? Management opportunity... not interested!

You have to understand how HARD this is for me. I always opt for security, and usually don't press to live up to my potential. It's too risky. I've grown to accept mediocrity grudgingly.

But this week was a turning point. Instead of taking a better job in a career path that I would grow tired of, let's face it, before I had been in it 9 months, I chose to remain in an assistant role with a group that wants to encourage my abilities and highlight my skills in an area of work I've always wanted to pursue.

Eggs in one basket? Yep. Birds in a bush? Probably. But the chances are pretty high that if I never shoot for my dreams I'll never attain them. So... one tiny step at a time... I'm on my way to the moon.

It's a wide eyed wonderland we live in

As any sheltered youth coming out into the world we call California will tell you, eyes the size of dish plates are a dead giveaway. You gotta train yourself not to get a crick in your neck from whipping around for a double take at the latest weirdness traipsing by... and believe me, it's harder than it sounds! For all I'd like to have you believe that I'm a seasoned veteran, used to all this outer space style gallivanting, I still catch myself mid-stare and wonder if anyone noticed how completely un-PC I was being just then.

It's been a long time...

I haven't blogged in years... I got tired of it, I think... or distracted... I dunno... anyhow, we'll see how I fair now that I have need. I have taken on a writing assistant's job that is requiring me to oil my rusty joints and get out there. That being said, this post will hopefully be my most boring, although... the way I ramble, you may end up disagreeing.