I keep thinking about what I am going to do when I’m ‘unemployed’, so much so that this weekend I have been busily trying to stop myself thinking about what I am going to do when I am unemployed. I cleaned the fridge, bathed the dog, attempted to giver her a hair cut, mopped the floor, washed clothes, swept, cleaned the stove, rearranged stuff…
I was asked ‘the question’ so many times on Friday night…and I provided an array of answers:
‘I’m taking some time off.’
‘I’m going to sleep.’
‘I’m cleaning the house.’
‘I’m going to write…lots.’
‘I’m hanging with my dog.’
‘I’m spending time with family.’
‘I’ll start my book.’
‘I’ll work out whether I change careers, or not.’
‘I don’t know. I don’t want to rush into anything.’
‘I’ll decide on my month off.’
They are all fairly airy fairy answers, and they possibly didn’t provide many people with a feeling of assurance. But it doesn’t matter. What matters is that I know what I want, what I don’t want, what is important, and what isn’t.
What is important is my health, my friends, my family, and my happiness. What isn’t is everything that gets in the way of that.
And what I want? It’s to make a difference. Unfortunately, if I tell certain people that they just scoff. So, instead of telling, I’ll just go ahead and do it anyway.