Mid-Life Crisis

It's occured to me, as I sift through the detritus of my home studio, that I really don't have to go back to work as a corporate art hack. I could change careers. No, really, I could.
The question, of course, is what should I be now that I have ostensibly grown up.

On the one hand, I'd like to be paid to be a smart ass. That means either doing stand up, or comedy writing, or taking over as the new, female, emergency back up Dave Barry. (Which I fully feel capable of doing.) I could sell my manuscript (finally). I could try to parlay this blog into a money making enterprise.

On the other hand, I would just adore going back to school to become a chef. I would not adore the long hours and back breaking work involved to become the oldest sous-chef in the worst diner in Miami.

On still another hand, I really would love to lock myself away in my studio and just sew and bead and make things. I don't even mind selling the things I make. Unlike the RLA, by the time I finish a piece of artwork, I don't want to live with it, I want it out of the house, preferably forever.

On yet another hand, maybe I should just get a part-time job at a Starbucks or Borders... you know, something where I could go to work and never have to engage my brain at all. The only down side I can see to one of those jobs is dealing with the public, and I hate the public. I'm not even too keen on people.

So maybe I should go to work as a vetrinary assistant, and make minimum wage, and swab dog poop for a living. Or not.

I dunno. Maybe I'll just float along in an undecided fugue state until something falls in my lap.
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#1. Posted by Miss Bliss on December 19, 2004

That last option….that’s the one I’ve used most often.  So far it’s worked out alright.

#2. Posted by Becca on December 20, 2004

I like the dog idea—except now you have your own!  Maybe once JoJo is trained, you can work at a ritzy doggie daycare place and just play with dogs all day.  That’s what I want to do “when I grow up”!

#3. Posted by Dianne on December 21, 2004

Well, if you MUST go to retail, go to Border’s. At least some of the customers there are intelligent people who know how to read.

Gerg bought my Christmas present there—one of my favorite fantasy authors, Tad Williams, just released the first volume of a new series. But the meanie won’t let me have it till Saturday.

At least I have my Legos…(yes, MY Legos)

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