Yesterday I received a call from a local recruitment agency about a job that to be honest would be perfect for me, 3 days a week, local and I actually have the skills and experience for it and the money is good, well it would have been perfect 6 months ago when I was looking.
Things have changed now, I’ve definitely changed. I actually making an income from blogging, not that ever thought I would do and would really like to peruse that more. I’ve started dabbling with fiction not that I think one second that I will get published but I find it an excellent release and find my writing has really improved and that makes me really proud of myself. That sounds really stupid doesn’t it, let me explain.
When I was 21 I went back to college to do an access course, after I had written my first English Lit essay it was returned with ‘This is not an essay’ written on it. My writing was horrendous, I can’t spell very well and it was just terrible. I was sent to special English lessons so I could learn to form sentences correctly and learn the basics again; how I passed my GCSE’s and a AS level I will never know. So you see I never foresaw that I would be writing anything and I never thought I would be paid to do it.
After the phone call yesterday I of course went on twitter when a wise lady called Karin (cafebebe) tweeted’ I guess you have to determine what your DREAM is. Will this job help you get it?’ the simple answer to that is No. The problem is I’m not sure what my dream is, I’ve tried different roles and even though I’ve done well in them none have really excited to me.
What do I want to be when I grow up? That’s such a tough question, I suppose my absolute dream job would be to write about music, be a music reviewer, go to gigs, and listen to new music that would be awesome. I have never told anyone that before and its quite liberating.
I spoke to OH about it last night and we discussed money etc and even if I didn’t make another penny from blogging we are OK finically at the moment. There is also a possibility that we will be moving away from the area. So this morning I said thanks but no thanks.
I love being at home with BG, I know sometimes it’s hard and I just want to go out and be Carol not BG’s mum but I wouldn’t swap this time with her for anything. I want a chance to explore writing a bit more and see what I can achieve. I’m even thinking of doing an OU course next year in creative writing.
For the time being I’m staying at home with BG as a Full-Time mum and a Part-Time blogger and it feels good.