So I've been starting to tentatively talk to more people about my possible career. No one thinks I'm crazy yet.
I've started mentioning it often to my husband, and it's to the point where it's part of daily conversation. I had to deal with children the other day (me and children are a dish best served on opposite sides of the table; I'm pretty good with kids for periods of time less than an hour or two, but I'm not really a kid person at all).
My husband actually pointed out that it would be good for me to get practice with dealing with kids more consistantly for when I'm an EMT (which was funny because it's exactly what I was telling myself anyway). As I said - I'm not *bad* at it, but I'm really not a kid person.
He's gotten used to the idea, at least. I'm really happy about that.
On the work front, work was very good last week, but I keep reminding myself: that isn't a permanent situation. It's happened before, it'll happen again.
Overall, though, life feels pretty decent this week, which at least makes it easier to get through to the fun stuff in my days.
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