Yesterday I had a glimpse of my former life.
The company I used to work for (and Bubs still does) started their annual meeting in our city. Its always a great time. They have a race and a garden party at the zoo on Sunday and then meeting stuff the rest of the week. This was my first time attending as a spouse not as an employee and I was excited to just have fun, not schmooze.
As we went to the party I was hoping I would run in to so and so. First because she has an adopted daughter from China so I wanted the girls to meet. And secondly because she worked in a department that if I ever went back to work, I'd want to work for. Well we didn't run into her. But we ran into lots of old friends and had a great time.
As I was talking to the husband of a friend, he was telling me about what he was doing. He said for the first time in his life he was going to have a career, not just a job. I could totally relate. Even though I had gone down a career path, I never really liked it. It was always just a job.
And then it hit me. For the first time in my life, I didn't hate getting up in the morning. Well I still don't like to wake up, but once I'm up I know I'm going to enjoy the rest of the day. Morning snuggle time, alphabet class, dino dancing, what's not to like. (Ok washing the floor and vacuuming before I had my coffee wasn't the greatest, but it had to be done.) Every day is fun because I get to play.
So I made a vow to myself. When or if I go back to work, its not going to be to a job just because I'm qualified for it. Its going to be to something I enjoy and am passionate about, if I can ever figure out what that is.