A Change is Gonna Come

Do you ever feel like you have been stuck in a place? Not a rut but a place, that for a long time, you were really content to be, but slowly, gradually, you are starting to realize that it's expiry date might be coming due.

No?

Okay, bear with me then.

I want to clarify, strongly, that this is not personal but professional. My family is perfectly imperfect and I love them just as they are.

When Kamden was still a baby, I embarked on a change. It was significant and it was the best thing for our family. And for me. It's been four and half years since I began working from home and in that time I have taken on challenges that I never dreamed I would. It's been great. I have loved it.

I must admit, that before I began this working from home gig, I took my professional accounting designation for granted. Sure it was hard to get and many of you know how much I know that, but I was doing a job that didn't interest me in the least. I was just putting in time.

Then I started this gig and I came alive. Suddenly I felt passion about what I was doing. You might not believe me, I mean, it is accounting after all. But what gave me passion was that I was, in some little way, part of the process that helps students obtain that same professional designation that I once took for granted.

But there is this thing about passion. It has a shelf life. At least it does for me. I crave variety and change and new things.

However, the idea of going back to a desk job is about as appealing as suddenly finding myself cleaning port a potties for a living.

Not to mention that I love being home to send the boys off to school in the morning, here when they come home for lunch and here when the day is over for them. Someone once said to me that my need to do that made me overprotective. Okay, sure, if that's what it's called. I know not everyone gets this opportunity and I don't for a second take it for granted. Instead, I enjoy every second (crossing my fingers, because some mornings maybe I don't enjoy the refereeing about who is dressed faster, or who is done breakfast sooner) because there is no greater gift.

At this point, you might be wondering if I am going to quit doing what I have been doing for the last four and half years. The answer is no, not yet anyway. But I am considering expanding my repertoire to an area so unrelated to accounting that it kind of scares me to my very core.

I took up Pilates about three and half years ago. I love it and am very passionate about it. The owner of the studio recently asked me if I would consider training to become an instructor.

GAH.

Yes. No. Maybe?

I am not very comfortable talking in front of groups so there's that. But really and truly, it would be neat. Also? Have I ever mentioned that I swore I was done with the whole formal education thing after I finished my accounting designation? Training requires a full working knowledge of anatomy, countless hours of practice teaching and both a written and practical exam. GAH.

But despite all that, I am considering it. It is not the ideal since the demand for classes are evenings and weekends which means less time at home when everyone else is home. I won't begin training this year but it's on the list of possibilities for next year.

A change is gonna come. What it will be remains to be seen.