Six Months? Seriously? Has it been that long since I walked out of that job with nothing on the horizon, but a trip to VMworld on the schedule? “August me” was exhausted. I never thought “burn out,” but it was. These months away have left me energized, more self-aware, and excited for the future. My heart is grateful.
Two months off was my plan, but it morphed into six. Whenever I reached the “oh shit, need money” point, a paid writing assignment materialized. It’s so weird how the universe seemed to be on my side. It kind of makes that “Law of Attraction” stuff not sound like total bullshit.
I considered making a career as an independent blogger. Honestly, self-promotion frightens me. Maybe that sounds like a reason I need to push through it. Freelance life, though, doesn’t align with some of the goals and changes I need to make… at this time. For these things, I need more stability. And, my gosh, do I ever need to replenish my “change yo’ life” fund! As much as I love being the master of my own schedule, I miss the financial freedom of a steady paycheck more.
Recently, I completed a juror information questionnaire, and I hesitated when I came to the “Are you employed?” question. Here’s the thing I’ve worked during these six months. I’ve written eight paid blog posts or tech briefs (and many more unpaid blog posts).
I haven’t just written. Since January, I’ve embarked on a substitute teaching adventure in which I usually spend a couple of days a week in a special education classroom. On most of the assignments, I walk away with different perspectives about parenting special needs children or what it’s like to be a teacher. Being of service with no ulterior motive feels pure, and selfless. I plan to substitute teach until I find a full-time gig.
So, what’s next? I’m starting a job search for writing and community-centric work, preferably remote. If you know of any available roles, please let me know. I would be super grateful. I’m ready for the next step.