Wednesday, February 9, 2011

My Working Life (So Far)

So here is how it goes.  When I was growing up my parents owned their own shop.  They worked ALL the time.  Most of my childhood I sat among boxes in a storeroom.  I watched Golden Girls.  I read Archie.  I also worked.  Age appropriate jobs, of course.  So I started my working life at 10.  By the time I was old enough to get a worker's permit I hightailed it out of there and got a job somewhere else.  Working for your family isn't fun.  Actually working for other people isn't fun either.  Working for your family is even less fun.  So I worked every summer until I graduated college and got a full time big person job. Then I got a better big person job and then another. Then I had a baby.  Well, that was the end of the big person job.  Then I had another baby, and then another and before I called it a day I had one more. 

Actually a whole, huge amount of fun and exciting things also happened but that isn't part of this story.  This is about working and where I am now.  It's time to decide what comes next. 

Here is what I know.  I love making my own schedule.  I like being here when the kids get off the bus.  I love that summer is not spent in an office looking out the window wishing I were outside.  Basically I want to work from 10-3 and have most of the summer off.  Sounds like a great job, doesn't it??   There's just tons of jobs like that around!

I have a plan.  A work from home, have my own business plan.  It does not require me to actually make anything because I'm not good at making anything but nachos.  I can make really great nachos.  So more details later.  I have plenty of time before my little guy is in school long enough for me to be productive.  So why not stretch this out in two, ten or 30 posts?

Monday, January 31, 2011

A Little Changeroo

I'm cleaning up the place.  A new header, new layout and it's taking forever!! Why does this stuff take so long to do?  Or is it just me?  Anyhow...I'll have a new post soon.  In the meantime know that my poor technically challenged self is taking 45 minutes to just change the font.