Tuesday, April 22, 2008

work work work...or not

OK; so I believe I haven’t told you about my work…..I do work….and I have worked at a lot of things over the years…none of them seem to be a real passion, I think I am not really cut out for ambition or being regular in anything….the nine to five gig frightens me and when I have done it, it has been a case of will power. I often wonder if we are all this way, and if so what does that do to any concept of the meaning of life? Give me some clues here guys……..

Anyway, I have worked at the obligatory waitressing and in retail and even washed dishes when I was younger…….and I spent a good term in the Army Reserves to finance my University years! I am qualified as a teacher and I have worked sporadically in this field since the oncoming of children…before that I worked for the tax dept. as a clerk…then along came babies and the realization that work had to fit around them, so I went back to Uni and did a dip ed…….my love though is helping my kids with homework, this is where I excel as a parent…researching, editing, etc. I think the kids sometimes would prefer me to excel at the cookies and milk thing and definitely not at asking them to make complex moral choices about just abut everything!!!! Anyway I am not teaching at present, and do a bit of writing here and there and help out at my hubby’s work…and sell things on ebay and generally potter around……occasionally I facilitate workshops designed to make life more enjoyable and afford us a lighter look at ourselves!! but truth be told none of these things holds any great passion for me…I would just as soon be hanging out with my hubby and the kids or reading a good book! And my choice of activity would definitely involve travel to unusual places and adventure!!!

Being a parent is a job too and it takes quite a lot of know how and innovation! And it lasts and lasts…and there is I must say, passion there! Why else would we parents get up at odd hours for untold years to feed, change wet sheets, comfort from nightmares and illness and wonder where the hell someone is and with whom? Why else would we continue on with the job without much pay, little appreciation and the knowledge that the very people we are doing all this for, find us embarrassing!

Enough said, time to go again, bye bye

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