I've done it before and I think I'll do it again...I should do it again...I want to say that I will do it again!
Within the last 15 years, I've managed to leave jobs once 'my cup was full', knowing that I would find something bigger and better; something more enriching to my life. I was a dreamer, and I did follow my dreams until a few years ago.
My first real job after graduating University was assembling instruction manuals from various documentation for electrical components. I quit to become a technical writer then landed a job with a software company. It was all good until 9/11 happened, when I realized that I needed something more because if the world were to end, how would I feel like I've contributed? Definitely not by writing another software manual!
Long story short, jumped ship again to begin another journey. This is where I started journaling to figure out my inner dialogue. There was a pattern; a negative pattern of hating work, the 9-5, the rules, the status quo! This is when I figured out that my work needs to be something that I love and working to help people...not machines! I learned that my passions, interests, and skills have to be integrated for me to be happy and satisfied.
I love language, kids, writing, and teaching but I'm an extreme introvert. What the heck was I supposed to do? I challenged myself to do things out of the box that I would never do, ie. public speaking, writers and editors breakfast meetings, seeking out previous professors. I networked like crazy and it was empowering because it all lead to my current profession as a communicative disorders assistant.
My job is to educate, play, read, draw, glue crafts all day but now I have kids and a family of my own. It was a perfect job helping kids communicate and develop language in a one on one or small group setting. I want to be home with my kids; which is a job on its own. I think it's that time again...I used to love what I do but now I semi-like it. I would feel guilty rounding up the energy to work and play with clients, and then not have any energy or time to play with my own kids when I get home. It's time to jump ship.
I had a plan to work with children to get the experience in a non stressful way, then I wanted to write children's books. And in between I wanted to be a freelance writer. This ship has yet to sail.
