Well, I am going to be looking at my options, thinking, and praying for a while. In the meantime, I am still working 2-3 days a week at the HR office and still love it. I am also enjoying my family, helping my mom however I can in her job search, and occasionally feeling the tug of my brain trying to get me to write something, anything, down on paper to get one step closer to actually writing that elusive book on my bucket list. I am also feeling the guilt of not exercising my P90X around my waistline. Ugh. Motivation, where are you when I so desperately need you?
Anyone got a cuppa I can borrow?
BTW, if anyone knows of a job that would pay me boatloads of cash to organize people's houses for a living, without actually having to deal with the people during the process, that would be magic. Thanks.