My husband told me this morning there is a story in everything we do in life. Of course, I already knew that.
He was only trying to rationalize what I have to do this next week. Being the clever husband he is some days, he figured out I could take a 28-hour reactivation course and resurrect my real estate license just in case we needed it some day.
I hate real estate.
I did it for three years and ended up being termed the "social worker" of real estate. I did it to get out of a job as a social worker at a nursing home that was sucking the life out of me. I did it until I found my real love--that being writing.
But the world has changed around us, and sometimes we need to do what we need to do. We always try to have a two year plan and this decision fits nicely into it where I could help out if I had my license but I could still write. Unfortunately it means hours on the computer studying information I would rather forget so my writing gets put on hold.
Life is all about the stories we live. I just don't know if I like this chapter.
What's your chapter like today?