It has occurred to me a few (million times) times before, that I both need and want to find a new career.
I did everything backwards.
I had a fabulous job with the newspapapers at 18, and now at 44 I am a waitress.
Weird I know, but that’s life. I have earned more as a waitress than I did in an office and when you’ve managed to pop out two kids and still remain single, you need to find money fast.
So here I am with aching legs and a body that just doesn’t want to anymore. Don’t get me wrong – I’m strong as a ox and fit enough for pride, but the fact is that hitting doubles while running up and down 3 flights of stairs really has become too much.
So what does an old gal like me do?
The obvious answer would be to write. It is my all – consuming passion. But what and how, and are there really people out there who would be willing to overlook my obvious misuse of punctuation and grammar????!!!!……………see what I mean!
…….to say nothing of the fact that I seem to have misplaced a formal education….I know it’s here somewhere……..
Radical life change at 44? I wonder, is it arrogant to think that I could use my words to support myself when so many others have tried and failed?
I won’t know until I try……..pity my dog ate my homework, otherwise I would definately have submitted an article somewhere……..