1st World Problems

 Does anyone really know what they want to be when they grow up? Because I still don't know what I want to be. I should probably rephrase that. I have a fair idea of what I want to be, but really have no idea how to make that happen. When I was growing up I always had a pocket answer when some grown-up asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. Sometimes lawyer, sometimes politician. I never could wrap my head around picking one thing to do for the rest of my life, except for one thing. For a while, I was sure I was going to be a nurse. I find the human body fascinating and it's kind of a family profession. Many of my aunts are nurses. Then when the time came to go to school, I decided that I didn't want to be in student loan hell for the rest of my life. Now I look back and realize that I just should have done it. And maybe someday I still will.  As soon as I hit school I found something that I loved to do. I loved and still love to write. Anything I submitted in school ...

 If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be? When I was a kid we moved around a lot. I don't love moving but I love the adventure of being somewhere new. Even if it's in the same city just a new neighbourhood. I have lots of places left on my list of places I want to see and experience. And some I need to return to.  My favourite place to travel to (so far) is the province where I was born. There is nowhere else like it. It sits off to the east coast kind of like an afterthought. The land is buffeted pretty much constantly by wind and by the waves. While a part of this country it definitely doesn't feel like it. The air is clean, the people are kind, and the houses colourful. I went back earlier in the summer to bury my grandfather. So while not a vacation I was very glad I was there to say goodbye. It was very hard to leave when it was time to come back. All I want to do is pack up my family and go back.  I think when on vacation we all imagine w...

 Finally getting what you want can be a funny thing.  I worked for most of the pandemic for a company that said it was ok to work from home, but when someone did they were talked about as though they were slacking and had their work questioned. The few times that I worked from home I was made to feel guilty for doing it and was checked up on to make sure I was working.  That among other things made where I was working an incredibly toxic and mentally unhealthy place for me to be. When I worked there I did look for and apply for other jobs. Nothing ever came through though and eventually on the last day of May this year I was laid off. It was a blessing. After the sharp curve though of healing from no longer being there came the thought of what's next? Since I was young, then through school, and through all of my working days, I have always dreamed of being a writer. I had some success with playwriting in high school, and as an adult whenever I wrote something or came up w...