What I Might Want To Do When I Grow Up

Miss S is 9 and a half months now, and she being my last child, I can't help but wonder where my life is going after my stint as Stay-At-Home-Mom is over. Granted this new phase of my life is years away, about 5 years really, but it doesn't stop me from contemplating what my plan of action will be when Career-Woman me emerges.

I want to write. I love writing. It would be so very cool if I could earn a living writing. But when I think about my future as a free-lance writer I don't see myself truly being successful. Not because I couldn't hack it, but because I lack discipline. And I don't want my writing to become a painful chore. I want it to continue to be something I do for fun. So I wonder if there's something I could do that is flexible enough to allow me to structure my day around my kids, give me free writing time, and give me a source of personal satisfaction. Tall order, eh?

The newest kernel of an idea that has planted in my mind is becoming a massage therapist. It's a 3 year program here in BC, and once completed I would be pretty much guaranteed a job, massage therapists are in high demand. I could start massage therapy college when Miss S begins preschool, lucky me one of the provinces three massage colleges is a 5 minute drive from my house. And by the time Miss S begins grade 1, I could begin working at a local clinic.

I of course have a much more elaborate and complicated fantasy involved in my newest career plan that has me being apart of the North Okanagan Birth Centre (to be founded and started by me and some other people) but I'm sure I'll be getting into that later.

Watching Star Wars With A 3 Year Old

A sampling (a very small sampling) of the 4000 question game we play while we watch Star Wars for the 83rd time:
1. Is that outerspace? - Yes
2. Are those robots? - Yes, they're called droids in this movie
3. Are those real guns? - No honey, they're plastic
4. Are those bad guys? - Yes
5. Are they Storm Troopers? - Yes
6. Are they fighting with the good guys? - Yes
7. Why are they fighting? - 'Cause they want to find the rebel base, that' where the good guys are hiding.
8. Is that Darth Vader? - Yes
9. Does he have the force? - Yes
10. Is he a bad guy? - Yes
11. Does he have the dark side? - Yes
12. Is Star Wars real? - No, it's all a story. Everybody on the TV is just pretending. It's all people in costumes pretending to be aliens and robots and bad guys. They're called actors.
13, Is that a person in a costume? - Yes
14. Is that a person in a costume? - Yes
15. Is that a person in a costume? - Yes
16. Is that a person in a costume? - Yes
17. Is that a person in a costume? - Yes
18. Is that a person in a costume? - Yes
19. Is that a person in a costume? - Yes
20. Is Luke Skywalker real? - He's a person pretending to be Luke Skywalker.
21. Is the force real? - No
22. Yes it is - OK
23. The force is real! - OK
24. The. Force. Is. Real! - Yes, the force is real...
24. When are they going to get to the fighting part again?

I'm Back...

Sometimes it's all about developing and maintaining a habit. I have so many bad habits that I seemed to have unintentionally grown into, and I care and nurture these annoying habits despite my desires not to. So I'm left with a butt-load of personality quirks that I find annoying and bothersome but unwilling to do much about.

In my apathy (oh look, there's one of my annoying habits now) I have let my writing slide. I've come up with a dozen excuses, most involve the kids, as to why I haven't blogged in a really long time. But in the end, I must admit, it's my plain and simple old habits of procrastination and apathy that keep me from blogging.

My challenge now is to make writing a habit. Making time for my writing. Hmmmm, seems so strait forward when I write it out...

Wonder what the kids are up to?