HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
Recently I have tossed around various thoughts about the past few months, the past few years, and the months and years that lie ahead. Foremost in those thoughts is the question: What the heck am I going to do with myself? A question, no doubt, that just about everyone asks him/herself on a fairly frequent basis.
As y'all know, I spent the past five months working in the Rockies (more about that later). I returned home to Squamish a couple of weeks ago with that nagging question bouncing around in my mind. What am I going to do now? What am I going to do now?
Financial security is one aspect of my life that is rather consuming. I'm 53 years old with lots of life experience, but have no career or profession to help feed my bank account. Yes, I have a business degree. Yes, I created a job for myself with a white water rafting outfit; a job that will carry on through the winter and back into next season (yay!). After that, who knows? I have lived the past couple of years on a very tight budget, and I fully admit that I'm tired of living that way. But (and here comes the self-doubt), what do I have in my arsenal of employable skills that will appeal to a potential employer? Add in my age and it's no surprise that few respond to my application submissions.
I'm feeling a tad bit lost. Can you tell?
When friends are talking about retirement, all I can think is 'Ha! Retirement?' I don't see that word in my future. I had the good fortunate of enjoying my first retirement back in 2001 when my family went sailing for seven years. Goodness only knows when, or even if, there will be a second retirement later in life.
There are some ideas floating around, and possibilities out there that have recently appeared. It is such opportunities that, I truly feel, will help lead me down the path of financial fulfillment. I simply must trust my abilities, experience, insight and instinct in doing what is right for me.
With that notion, complete with renewed vim and vigour and self-awareness, I will get back to my task at hand: preparing for the Whistler Writers Festival. I will be face-to-face with three publishers later this week. Pitch, pitch, pitch, until I can pitch no more! My financial security, perhaps (hopefully), lies within the manuscript currently under revision.
Here's hoping you, too, are full of vim, vigour and self-awareness.
Happy Thanksgiving.
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