We’ve travelled overseas, worked our tails off and I’m officially unemployed. This is all a good thing, but it has taken a toll on my time. Today is the official start of a new life and a happier Mae. The weight has already been lifted, though it seems very surreal. Having left a stressful and unrewarding career behind, I’m on the hunt to do what makes me happy and somehow find a way for it to pay off in satisfaction and eventually to pay some bills. I’m lucky because I have an incredibly supportive husband who would rather see my smile than my paychecks, at least for a little while. He’s giving me the chance to do good for others and for us, despite the sacrifices that may lie ahead.
The World Is Your Oyster by Bill Frymire
I have a lot of ideas and wonderful volunteer opportunity that I start at the end of this week. One that I’m hoping leads me down the road to a career of history and ancestry, and maybe a few other options. I’ll be immersed in the smell of old books and side by side with brainy researchers. It’s the first step toward working toward something that has appealed to me since the fourth grade. Will this be my career or will it just lead me to something else? Who knows, but if I didn’t take the leap, we’d never ever know. Life is full of chances and I’m about to take a lot of them.
Thanks for following me to my new address; I’m so lucky to have you along for the ride.
Tell me about some of the chances you’ve taken. Was there ever a chance that didn’t pay off or at least bring you some sort of opportunity or happiness that you may have never realized?
I’ve written over the last few months about changing gears. I’ve written somewhat whiney posts about the purpose of life and how to achieve a balance between success and living. The ideas I had a few months back have changed. I no longer have the plan I had set in place, because my gut instinct told me it was the wrong path. Still, I know I’ll find what I need to. I don’t know what the future holds, but I know that if I live life by giving, learning and not conceding to the easy route, that I’ll find the success I need to find professionally, to feed my soul.
I have so much to be grateful for in my life and I’d really like to amplify that happiness outwardly. I miss giving to others, I miss feeling pride in what I do. Even though I don’t know which path I’ll take, I know that I’ll try the hardest I can along the route. I know that I have the support of my husband and my Mom. I also know that I’ll be judged by people who don’t understand. Continue reading →
First, let me say, I am not ungrateful, Susan B. Anthony and all the bra burning women out there. I am very aware of what women in history have suffered through and accomplished to allow me to live life freely today. This is not meant to be disrespectful.
That being said, where is the middle ground? Sure, I yearn to be more than a grocery shopper and dishwasher but being a good wife is no longer enough. Since women have been allowed to enter the workplace and do as the men do, the option to do so has instead become the expectation. Women today are still expected by many men to keep the house clean, cook and keep order but also to bear children and still work to support the family. When did being a wife and mother stop being enough? Is it because Americans live more lavishly that we can no longer depend on one income, or have we as women pushed for our right to choose so hard that the option to find happiness in being a wife and mother is oudated, unexpected and resented?
Of course I am glad I have the opportunity to pursue my dreams and work at any position I choose, but I also get looked down upon by society if I quit being a 50/50 contributor to our household income. I can’t tell you how many women I know that basically work to offset child care, because it is expected. How is it beneficial to work full-time to pay someone else to raise your children? If you need to get out of the house and enjoy working, that’s one thing but many of them seem perplexed about it themselves.
Every family has their reasons and I am certainly in no place to judge how people manage their lives, but there are times that I wish I could stay home and bake my husband a pie, or get all the laundry done before it gets out of control. That is the old fashioned part of me. Being a career woman is a blessing and a curse because it is hard to contribute our best to both sometimes, though I want to. I’m not asking to lay on the couch eating bon-bons. (Did people actually do that anyway?) I suppose I like the romantic concept of being taken care of and having the option to rely soley on a husband, but without guilt because that is so rare these days. Then again, when it comes down to it, who cares what people think? As long as it is not my husband that resents my choices and we find happiness in the way our dynamic works, I think I can be ok.
I’m a conservative spender. I prefer to buy things on sale and if there’s a discount within reach, I’ll use it. But I will also pay more when things really matter and the longevity and quality of the product is important. That being said, every now and then I end up feeling robbed. It happens to all of us, you think you’ve been smart, only to realize later that you wasted your money or missed a killer deal.
I went to the Fossil store a few weeks ago to get the battery in my watch changed and the salesman said it would cost $15.00. I thought it was crazy, but I needed my watch to actually work and handed it over. He came back maybe five minutes later, handed it back and told me to have a nice day. “I didn’t pay for it yet”, I told him. He said, “I made you wait longer than I should have, don’t worry about it and Merry Christmas”. Things like that seem to happen just as frequently as I find regret in another purchase.
I try to remember that eventually things fall into place and we will end up always breaking even. I was talking to my husband about it today and he said, “Oh, you’re talking about a loan from the universe”. I never thought of it that way, maybe it just always seemed like luck. Things like that lead me to believe that its life’s little way to give you a buffer when you need it. Wouldn’t you know, I unexpectedly needed $15 to donate toward a group gift the next day?
More so than just in finances, I think life has a way of managing us, just as much as we try to manage life. When the two sides work together, some miraculous things happen. In the end, maybe the most important thing is to be positive and remember what you do have, instead of what you don’t.