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Somehow the reality hit me today, maybe because it's Labor Day, I don't know. There was an ad for a Planning Director in a small town near me that is experiencing a lot of development pressure. I applied and got the job.
I've been retired since 2003. I spent a lot of time with my mother who wasn't well, learned to paint, got involved politically and built a house. Mom has passed away and the house is done. I'm still doing the political stuff and still painting but I've had time on my hands and I've been restless.
I thought about practicing law again or volunteering for battered women or for kids. My problem with that is that I know myself well enough to know I'd bring that home with me everyday. This job is bricks and mortar and I think I'll be able to leave it at the office, we'll see.
Today I have butterflies. I gave all my work clothes away and haven't worn dress shoes in 4 years. It feels like starting all over again. I'm second guessing myself and wondering if I can really do this.
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