
photo credit: brad montgomery
Ok, so by now you have probably figured out what my occupation is. For those of you that didn’t pick up on the clues, I am a Virtual Assistant. This has been a bit of a career change for me, and during the course of this occupation I have come to realize something about myself.
I don’t need to be afraid of new things.
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Once you hit a certain age, most of us have had a variety of different jobs throughout the course of our employed years. And more often than not, unless you stand at a conveyer belt and do the same repetitious thing all day long, whatever job you’re doing requires several different skills.
Take restaurant work for example. Sure, there is a definite job description of server, cook, dishwasher etc, but having most of my experience in the food service industry, I can’t recall one staff member that didn’t dabble in other areas of the whole shebang.
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I had a moment this past weekend that made me feel like the world’s worst mom. My daughter takes Ballet lessons, and her class is doing a special presentation for an upcoming local festival. Because of this special presentation, additional rehearsal and practice times have been scheduled.
I forgot to take her to practice this past Saturday at 10am.
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photo credit: the yes man
Hello my friend!
Why are you still awake at this ridiculous hour? Can’t get work off your mind? Do you have a million and one things to take care of tomorrow? Well, since you’re awake, c’mon. Let’s take a walk.
Look over there in that window. No, it’s ok. We aren’t going to get arrested, just look…. See that? They’re sound asleep. I know, I know. They have the same type of business you do. With all the same responsibilities and things to be done; yet here they lay, out like the proverbial light. While you were lying there in bed, exhausted, but not able to shut down, they sleep.
What gives???
I’m going to let you in on a little secret.
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photo credit: aloshbennett
If you are a woman reading this, I would like to ask your forgiveness ahead of time. I am about to write some things that will give away my true age; a big no-no amongst women of a certain age.
Every now and again I get rather nostalgic. Thinking back on my childhood when kids ran the neighborhood playing outside till sunset; not going home unless mom stood at the front door bellowing their name that dinner was ready. Building ‘forts’ or playing baseball in the street was how we occupied our time. Sitting inside in front of the television only happened for Saturday morning cartoons.
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One of my girlfriends told me the other day that I’m weird because I don’t, nor have I, ever desired an automatic dishwasher in my home. I’m one of those odd anomalies that actually enjoy standing at the sink daydreaming out the kitchen window while I wash dishes.
Sometimes things get piled up in both sides of the double sink and along the counter nearby. I look at the mountain of dirty dishes, pots and pans, and glassware and begin to format my plan of attack.
The ultimate goal?
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