Every so often, boredom sets in and I start to fantasize about what I want to do at this next phase of life. In my 40’s, kids more self sufficient, re-married, financially stable. I still don’t believe that I have found my calling but I have hope. I’ve been good at every job I’ve ever done but I don’t think that any job I’ve ever had has used my diverse skills to their fullest. I think the definition of success is finding something that does.
I currently work part-time as a self-employed bookkeeper, have a few clients and make good money for what I do but am losing my interest. It just doesn’t do it for me any more.
So as this year winds down, I’m going to devote some time and effort to figuring this out. I have a good feeling about this. The kind of feeling you get when you know your birthday is coming up or that something really fantastic is going to happen to you like getting a hot stone massage or the birth of your child. Here goes….