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Getting Out of My Comfort Zone

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Today I signed up for NaNoWriMo.  That is the shorthand for National Novel Writing Month.  I have been told a couple of times that I should write a book.  In particularly a romance novel.  I love to read.  It is like water or food to me.  I have at least one book or my Nook with me at all times, so of course I have toyed around with the idea of writing a short story or novella.  However, I have lacked the courage to actually try it.  Until now.  I am partially blogging about this today to hold myself a little more accountable.  I WILL do this and I WILL finish and if I don’t, then that leaves you, my few readers, the opportunity to give me the WTF face.  See?  It works out for everyone.

I suppose I should explain a little bit better what NaNoWriMo is.  I will quote the brief description they have on their website:

“National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) is a fun, seat-of-your-pants approach to creative writing. On November 1, participants begin working towards the goal of writing a 50,000-word novel by 11:59 p.m. on November 30. Valuing enthusiasm, determination, and a deadline, NaNoWriMo is for anyone who has ever thought fleetingly about writing a novel.”

I named today’s entry Getting Out of My Comfort Zone because in doing this I am pushing myself.  This is something that I don’t do enough of.  At some point in my life, I have lost a lot of my confidence that I used to have.  I used to be fairly fearless.  I would try most things at least once.  What happened to that girl?  Well, this is my first step to get her back.  Make myself do something that I have secretly always wanted to do, but was too scared to try.  At least doing it this way I will have help, pep talks, and resources.  Mr. Texas is on board, so I will have his support at home.

Over the years, it has been easy to put my needs on the back burner.  Especially as our family grew.  I have learned over the years that it is important to feed your own soul as well as those around you.  If you don’t, you will lose yourself.  Learning this and doing it though, are two different things.  The last three years we were in Hawaii were even easier to let myself slide.  I was not working, so I let myself quit learning.  It is hard to do, but I need to remember to push myself too, not just others.  I need to remember to take care of myself, so that one day when I look around and it is just Mr. Texas and I, I am not wondering what it is I want to do or where I want to be.  I love my children, and right now they are my world.  To some extent they always will be.  But I also want them to be able to go out and explore, do awesome things, and be amazing people without having to worry about me.  Don’t get me wrong, I want them to worry about me and come home, but I don’t want them to feel like they can’t follow their own dreams.

Have you ever felt this way?  Like you have lost some vital part of yourself?  If so, have you pushed yourself out of your comfort zone to get back to the place you need to be?  I am curious to hear your stories.  As for me, I think this will be a good first step.  I am going to bust out of my comfort zone with guns blazing and write myself a book!  So, here we go!  I need to start thinking of what kind of story I want to write.  Perhaps that romance novel that some think I would be good at?  We shall see!

*If you are interested in participating in NaNoWriMo, you can sign up or get more information at their website: http://nanowrimo.org/  If you decide to join up, let me know and we can be writing buddies!

Looking for a Job = Pulling My Hair Out

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Folks, I have been looking for a job since BEFORE leaving Hawaii.  Granted, I was not expecting much to come out of the job search from Hawaii since I did not have a Maryland address to put on a resume yet, but still.  I think part of the problem is that I seem to be going through some sort of career mid-life crisis.  I got my Bachelors in Business Administration.  I figured it would be a good solid degree that I could get a job with once I got out of school.  However, I did not have a crystal ball to see into the future and so I did not know I was going to be marrying a military man.  I love him dearly, he is my heart, but this life has not made it easy on my career.  If I knew then what I know now, I would have majored in something that military spouses consider a portable career.  

A portable career is something that is easy to transfer with from one place to another. The hot ones right now are mostly in the healthcare field.  Jobs such as pharmacy tech, medical transcriptionist, medical billing and coding, etc.  You get the general idea I am sure.  For me to do something like this would require going back to school to get at least some sort of certification in one of these areas.  I am not against that, but is it really what I want to do?  I am not sure.

I have come to a point in my life where my job experiences are kind of all over the place.  I have mostly administrative assistant experience, then a dash of working at a non-profit, and then you can throw in some event planning and newsletter editing.  Do I want to continue to do any of these things?  I can’t decide.  I have been to the Fleet and Family Services office.  Someone there is looking over my resume to tweak it for Maryland and to see what they know of that is available I might be a match for.  I plan on taking a class on how to apply for a federal job, but with the state things are in now I am not sure I still want one.  I have been scouring the internet on job search sites looking to find SOMETHING I won’t hate doing every day.  

The pastor at one of the churches we tried since we have been here was chatting with us after service and he made the comment that even if YOU don’t know what your gifts are and what you want to do, God does.  This is something I have always struggled with.  What are my gifts?  How do they parlay into a satisfying career where I can enjoy doing my job and feel like I am making a difference?  I am not a singer, I don’t have the patience to be a teacher for kids, and I definitely am NOT a good salesperson.  

I am good with people for the most part, I know I like working with other military families, I am outgoing, and I am creative.  I feel like I am waiting on some sort of epiphany to hit me and I will just know.  I wish it was that easy.  

Have any of you dealt with something similar?  Have you reached your career wall?  How did you deal with it?  I am definitely open to any suggestions.  

Now.  I must call the management company to see how to work our oil heating system and continue to unpack and get things organized.  Maybe I will hear from one of the places I have applied to soon.  Wish me luck!!

Thinking on a Rainy Day

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I have toyed around for some time now about starting a blog.  I have family and friends scattered everywhere, and I thought it might be a good way to keep people informed of what my family and I are up to.  I was thinking this morning while it was raining outside and I was looking around at my half unpacked house.  I was thinking about my life in general and started typing a Facebook post.  The post kept getting longer and longer, and I thought, “Well, today is the day!  This post is way too long and I will start that blog!”.  

This morning I have been thinking about how blessed I am, and what a crazy ride my life has been so far.  I have wonderful kids, wonderful family, and so many wonderful friends.  I have seen things and places in this life that I would never have dreamed of seeing when I was younger.  

However, it has also had a double edged sword for me.  The kids, Mr. Texas, and I have missed out on so many things with family.  Sometimes I wish the kids could have the same sense of home and roots that I had growing up.  I wish they could see their cousins and grandparents as often as I got to.  For some reason, to me a visit home once a year does not seem to be enough for them to get these things.  Last but not least, sometimes I wish I could just have my own house that I know I will be in for a while and can paint whatever color I want without having to worry about putting it back.  That last one is silly I know, but it is something I want and I know a population of people can identify with.  

Anyone who knows me knows that I do not often speak about my religious beliefs, political beliefs, or beliefs in general.  These are things that I normally keep close to my own heart.  However, I guess what I am trying to say today is that I know that God has a plan for me, even if I have no clue what it could be.  I know that he has brought every single person into my life for a reason, and for that I am so thankful I could just burst.  Whether you were brought into my life to be a friend, a mentor, or even to teach me a lesson, I have been blessed to know you.  Please know that even if I do not keep in touch like I should, that each and every one of you crosses my mind at some point and I give thanks for you.  I give thanks for you, times we have shared, and experiences we have yet to have.  I give thanks for places we have seen, lived, and adventures we have had.

I suppose that I am having these thoughts today since once again, my family and I are starting over.  We have just made a giant move from the lovely islands of Hawaii to Maryland.  Mr. Texas is getting settled at his new job, my oldest son is getting settled at his new school, and so far the youngest and I are at home together.  I am still trying to unpack our belongings that make an empty house a home.  Trying once again to be creative with a rental house to make it feel like ours.  I am looking for a new job.  I am also looking to see what options are available in our new area to go about making some new friends for my family and myself.  

That is probably one of the hardest parts about moving.  You make great friends, you leave them, and then you go through this gap where it is just you and your family.  We love each other, love spending time together, but eventually we all get tired of staring at each other until we get some friends.  

For the first time since we were first married and living in Florida, Mr. Texas and I are not living on base.  (In case you skipped the About Me portion of this page, Mr. Texas is a Navy man…)  This can make things a little bit more difficult in meeting people right away.  Our neighbors are very nice, but neither of them have children anywhere near the same age as our boys.  The oldest should have no problem with this between school and getting started in a new Cub Scout pack.  He is not shy and is pretty outgoing.  Mr. Texas seems to be meeting a couple of people at work, but we shall see how that goes.  That leaves Little Guy and I.  Little Guy just missed the cut off for kindergarten and was very upset about that.  I am in the process of also trying to find him a PreK to attend, but until then, he is stuck with me.  I have been researching some things for the two of us until school and a job happen, but I am making myself get the house unpacked first.  Ha!  I type that and I realize I am starting this blog so I don’t have to go finish the play room.  I have not opened Pinterest yet, so I guess that is a small victory.  *grins*  

I suppose I should quit chattering on and go unpack.  Now that I have wasted half of the day, I should go accomplish something besides starting this blog and emailing my resume to a couple of people.  

This displaced Texan has a home to make, ya’ll!