When I Grow Up ...

For quite some time now, I've been thinking about what I might want to do once the abstracting business is no longer lucrative (which may be sooner than I want it to be). One of the questions we always ask our kids is "What do you want to be when you grow up?". I have been asking myself that same question a lot during the last year, but it has only been recently that I've taken that question to God. Just this morning, I think He answered it.



Here's my plan .... I am going to make an appointment with a college guidance counselor (either AACC or the U of MD) and look into finally finishing what I started 39 years ago -- getting my bachelor's degree. I have an associate's degree, but that is where I stopped (a decision that I have regretted for a long, long time). Each time I thought about going back, there was always something or someone else that needed attention or money. I think it is finally my turn and I want to see what my options are. I'm thinking that I would like to start taking classes towards a degree in hospitality. As I look at my strengths and weaknesses, I know that I love making people feel welcome and special; I enjoy entertaining; I love being around people. I am terrible with math; I don't think logically and science has never been a subject I enjoyed. Just blogging about this is inspiring me. I'm thinking of all of the possibilities ... a concierge, a travel agent, opening up my own catering business, managing a CRACKER BARREL :-)



I want to remember this quote from Rick Warren in his book "A Purpose Driven Life" ...

Great opportunities may come once in a lifetime,

but small opportunities surround us everyday.

Even thru such simple acts as telling the truth,

being kind and encouraging others, we bring a

smile to God's face.

No matter what the future holds, I want to serve my God and to bring a smile to His face.

Procastinating

UGH! I typed my first ever blog, previewed it, tried to make a grammatical correction and it DISAPPEARED. This is certainly not a good sign. Now, what was I saying ....

Oh, yeah, I said that I am writing this because I don't want to clean my house. I am home alone (except for the dog and cats) since John and Lorn left this morning to take Joshua to his new home in NY. I like being alone sometimes but I don't think I'd like it for more than a day. I am sitting here thinking of all of the things that need to get done. I am such a procrastinator. Give me a short deadline and I can accomplish almost anything. Give me an entire day and I can waste it away and never accomplish what I set out to do. I have been up for several hours (first at 3:30, again at 7:15 and for good at 9:10). I need to get dressed and get to work cleaning this castle! By now I should have been dressed, exercised at the gym for an hour, and at least started on this cleaning activity. But, nope, haven't done any of that. I have managed to wash the dishes from last night, let the dog out twice, answered the phone (a telemarketer call for Mary who has been in AZ for almost two years), baked 6 choc chip cookies and ate 5 of them -- so much for my Weight Watchers program.

I am addicted to Kim's blog (check it out ... www.wuenschel.blogspot.com) I can't get enough of looking at Nathanael's pictures and hearing about how much he is growing/changing. I think I need a webcam and one for the Wuenschel computer so I can SEE the most precious baby in the world (and his parents, too). I thought having my children move so far away (Dave & Mary in Mesa, AZ and Kim in Spartanburg, SC) was the worst thing in the world. Now, it is even "more worst" with my first grandbaby so far away. I ABSOLUTELY HATE IT! I am certain that it was never God's plan to have grandchildren live so far away from their grandparents!!

Alright, now that I have given myself over to self-pity, it is time to take back control and set out to do what I intended when I got up this morning (each time I got up) ... CLEAN. So, I'm off to get dressed, find the vaccuum cleaner, the dust rags, a bucket and mop and get to work. Between Olympic breaks and checking for a new Wuenschel blog, maybe I will have the house cleaned by midnight.