Am I biting off more then I can chew?
In the merry merry month of May I have decided to teach again at night. So in addition to working at the “day job’ from 8-5 M-F, I am going to teach Human Disease from 6-10 M, T, & Th from April 28 (tonight) through May 22.
In addition I am trying to launch my home based freelance business and set up for my summer business of crafting and gift baskets with my daughter. I also plan on listing items on eBay, which entails cleaning out my closets (which desperately need it) taking pictures and actually listing stuff on eBay.
Also, baseball season for my youngest son has started. So a lot of my time off will be there watching him develop his skills so he can be a pro football and baseball playing doctor, lawyer, Indian chief when he grow up.
So between grading papers, setting up lesson plans and correcting batting stances I also am becoming a BeautiControl consultant. Which I love because I love the spa products, but I also spend a ton on the stuff (because I love it so much) so why not get it at a discount right?
I also have my awesome cousin Tamara coming in town this week (love ya girl!), mothers day celebrations at my awesome mother-in-laws, an Cleveland Indians game for little league night, I am now on the advisory committee where I teach, Erik and Amanda are with me every weekend (I love you guys!!) and it is time to get my veggies started for the garden.
In all of my craziness I would in no way be able to have so many things on my plate if it weren’t for my awesome husband John. He cooks, cleans and runs Johnathan everywhere. He helps coach the baseball team, handles snack night, has dinner ready for me and hugs me when I need hugged. He is the perfect husband and I am infinitely grateful for him. Without him my craziness would be insanity. I love you hunny!
Well, I better get to work because the day job is still my major source of income. But one day soon I shall be free! Lol Until then I must go type a roster.
Love, Shannon
PS if I am slow to respond to emails, phone calls, IM’s, or posts I am sorry. I will have my blackberry with me all the time I just may not be able to answer right away. But know that I still love you.
PSS if you need me for a gig in May the sooner you can let me know when the better because I am filling up fast!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
It’s finally spring-like here!!
The nights are still cool but the days are getting sunnier and warmer. I can see the first signs of the bulbs I planted last year pushing their way through the earth. It reminds me of how much spring is a time of renewal.
Just as the animals shed their winter fur, we humans take the time out to spring clean. We try to air out the house as well let in fresh, warm spring air. Once again watching the birds come to the bird feeders as we listen to their beautiful songs.
Where most people use the New Year as their time of resolutions and planned actions, I use the spring season as my jumpstart on to the year. It is hard for me to make plans for much when the weather is bleak, cold and often snow filled. But I get refreshed and have my creative juices flowing like a babbling brook (an emphasis on babbling )
With the weather warming my life also gets busier. At my day job spring and summer are the busiest times of the year. Also, my youngest son starts baseball in the next few weeks and do to me trying to earn extra money I am teaching three evenings a week from April 28- May 22.
This weekend it was amazing how the bleak and bare trees suddenly began to come to life with buds of flowers and leaves. It is definitely spring here.
I am also noticing many different birds at my 8 bird feeders (what can I say I love to watch birds) but my favorite is the pair of cardinals. We had a pair that we lovingly call momma and papa when we were in North Carolina. Johnathan thinks they followed us here. So the new cardinals are now named as well.
There is something about spring that makes me feel alive again. Like there are so many possibilities available. How does spring effect you?
Just as the animals shed their winter fur, we humans take the time out to spring clean. We try to air out the house as well let in fresh, warm spring air. Once again watching the birds come to the bird feeders as we listen to their beautiful songs.
Where most people use the New Year as their time of resolutions and planned actions, I use the spring season as my jumpstart on to the year. It is hard for me to make plans for much when the weather is bleak, cold and often snow filled. But I get refreshed and have my creative juices flowing like a babbling brook (an emphasis on babbling )
With the weather warming my life also gets busier. At my day job spring and summer are the busiest times of the year. Also, my youngest son starts baseball in the next few weeks and do to me trying to earn extra money I am teaching three evenings a week from April 28- May 22.
This weekend it was amazing how the bleak and bare trees suddenly began to come to life with buds of flowers and leaves. It is definitely spring here.
I am also noticing many different birds at my 8 bird feeders (what can I say I love to watch birds) but my favorite is the pair of cardinals. We had a pair that we lovingly call momma and papa when we were in North Carolina. Johnathan thinks they followed us here. So the new cardinals are now named as well.
There is something about spring that makes me feel alive again. Like there are so many possibilities available. How does spring effect you?
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Something she said....
Something she said…
I have been reading my new prize Such a Pretty Fat, by the amazing Jen Lancaster for the past couple of days (I would have read it straight through but work got in the way-damn you day job) and so much of what I am reading hits home. Everything she writes about I can relate to because either a) I have done it or something very close too or 2) I can totally see myself doing.
There is one part though that really got me thinking about not only me, but also my life. As not to give away any plot or goodness that is with in the story, I won’t go into description or quotes, but it made me stop and think. Like a math equation, life has a beginning, an end, and you spend a lot more time trying to come up with the right equation to make it work. In the end though if you look at the common denominator of all that has happened, including what we blame others for, you yourself is the constant.
What does that say about us? Does it mean we are asking for shitty jobs and asshats (sorry I did steal that term) in relationships? Maybe maybe not. The one thing in this equation we that we can control, is ourselves.
This got me to thinking about my day job situation. This has been a pattern that I wasn’t willing to see. I get a job that is truly good, but I become quickly bored and end up creating drama internally and externally. Now depending on who I am working for and their own drama level this can create either a tolerable work environment for me or pure hell on wheels.
Such hell has been had at the lawyers office, the hospital job and now my day job. I go in so excited and full of gusto that I burn myself out quickly especially when my creative and witty ideas to improve things are rejected. I hate being watched over and hate that I have to ask permission to go to a doctors appointment or feel guilty that I need to leave at 5 o’clock to go to my childs ball game.
This gets me thinking even more about when have I ever truly been happy at work? And by happy I mean I am not stressed, not sick all the time, not missing work for migraines?
Answer? When I worked for myself doing what I wanted to do, which is write. Problem with that is writing isn’t profitable until you have 50 hard covered novels and 3 of them are adapted to screenplays. And even then there is no guarantee that your next “big” idea will sell millions or that your publisher will accept it. So I end up resending out resumes and taking jobs that I go in with gusto and burn out quickly. Common denominator=me.
So, what do I do? That I am still trying to hammer out. But for now I sit on my back porch writing during my free time so that I can (hopefully) earn enough money to reduce my hours in hell by the end of summer. At least then I know I will be guaranteed a miniscule paycheck every two weeks.
Back to tanning with the glare off my laptop.
I have been reading my new prize Such a Pretty Fat, by the amazing Jen Lancaster for the past couple of days (I would have read it straight through but work got in the way-damn you day job) and so much of what I am reading hits home. Everything she writes about I can relate to because either a) I have done it or something very close too or 2) I can totally see myself doing.
There is one part though that really got me thinking about not only me, but also my life. As not to give away any plot or goodness that is with in the story, I won’t go into description or quotes, but it made me stop and think. Like a math equation, life has a beginning, an end, and you spend a lot more time trying to come up with the right equation to make it work. In the end though if you look at the common denominator of all that has happened, including what we blame others for, you yourself is the constant.
What does that say about us? Does it mean we are asking for shitty jobs and asshats (sorry I did steal that term) in relationships? Maybe maybe not. The one thing in this equation we that we can control, is ourselves.
This got me to thinking about my day job situation. This has been a pattern that I wasn’t willing to see. I get a job that is truly good, but I become quickly bored and end up creating drama internally and externally. Now depending on who I am working for and their own drama level this can create either a tolerable work environment for me or pure hell on wheels.
Such hell has been had at the lawyers office, the hospital job and now my day job. I go in so excited and full of gusto that I burn myself out quickly especially when my creative and witty ideas to improve things are rejected. I hate being watched over and hate that I have to ask permission to go to a doctors appointment or feel guilty that I need to leave at 5 o’clock to go to my childs ball game.
This gets me thinking even more about when have I ever truly been happy at work? And by happy I mean I am not stressed, not sick all the time, not missing work for migraines?
Answer? When I worked for myself doing what I wanted to do, which is write. Problem with that is writing isn’t profitable until you have 50 hard covered novels and 3 of them are adapted to screenplays. And even then there is no guarantee that your next “big” idea will sell millions or that your publisher will accept it. So I end up resending out resumes and taking jobs that I go in with gusto and burn out quickly. Common denominator=me.
So, what do I do? That I am still trying to hammer out. But for now I sit on my back porch writing during my free time so that I can (hopefully) earn enough money to reduce my hours in hell by the end of summer. At least then I know I will be guaranteed a miniscule paycheck every two weeks.
Back to tanning with the glare off my laptop.
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