Just when things get comfortable, something changes. Maybe you lose a job or someone you love dies or moves away. Sometimes you’re the one who leaves. People relocate all the time, sometimes for work, sometimes for the hell of it.
I’ve always embraced change on a larger level, and if it doesn’t happen naturally, I take steps to make it occur. Jobs are one area when I get bored easily. I’ve reinvented myself several times as the years have gone by, most often forced into it when the economy changed.
I started in office work. I was good at it, but it didn’t take long for me to want to do other things, and not just because those jobs put me at the bottom of the work ladder. I read manufacturing was a potentially lucrative field, so I trained for quality assurance, taking classes and seminars. Got a pretty good job, then got a better one at a different company. I was just starting to make money at it when jobs were sent off-shore.
So I went in a different direction and became a bookkeeper. I’d taken some accounting classes and thought, “How hard can this be?”
I’ve learned if the thought of taking a job scares the crap out of me, that’s the one to go for because it means there is less chance I’ll be bored. I also like picking up new skills, and I’m good at teaching myself. The first three to four weeks of the new bookkeeping job caused me moments of sheer terror, but I persisted, remembered to always do a backup before I made major changes, and eventually figured it out. That’s when it got fun.
Unfortunately, that one didn’t last, and I was looking for something else about three years later. That’s when I decided to give editing a try, and as always, there was a learning curve, but I eventually mastered it enough to get a job doing it.
The longest time I’ve been in one position was five years. I know! Not long at all compared to some of you, but for me? That’s a long time.
I’ve been writing professionally for four years. Oh-oh! I’m coming up on the dreaded five-year mark. 😉
So far, I show no signs of wanting to move on from writing or editing.
And now for photos! As always, to see them in original size, click on the pic.
Such a cliche, taking photos of flowers wet with dew, but I still like looking at them. These small purple flowers are everywhere in south Florida. The bush sports lots of them, and by nightfall, they’ve all fallen to the ground, only to reappear the next day. This was a macro.
Friday, I hope to post pics from my trip to Celebration, FL, yesterday. See you then!