Don't fret! There is no need to panic, like I started to...until...
I opened the refrigerator door and a heavenly light shown upon the whipped cream canister. Some would argue that a light shows every time the refrigerator door is opened, but this was special light - because the angels were singing too - it is, after all, whipped cream.
A mound of whipped cream gently stirred into coffee is JUST the thing for a creamer emergency.
That is how the cultured, classy people do it. The do NOT squirt the whipped cream in their mouth and then take a sip of coffee. And then repeat. Repeatedly.
Me? I've got all kinds of classy goin' on up in herre! I've got so much classy that Martha Stewart calls ME for advice. Well, she would, but the restraining order doesn't allow any form of contact. I think she filed for the restraining order to keep herself from relying on me so much. I imagine she wanted to try and make it on her own. Good luck, Martha...I'm here if you need me, just look out your window and give me the signal. I'm only 500 feet away, like the order says!
On a lark this morning I tried to log into the campus portal for the college I was attending to see if I could still access my information. Nope.
I completed the Fall 2010 quarter and then decided I needed a little break to wait for my super powers to kick in - just in case I was suddenly graced with Smarty McSmartpants powers or something.
I've now been off for 3 quarters and I'm starting to feel as if I should *do* something, jump back into the fray. I am ----this----close to earning my A.A. in Liberal Arts. Just a few more classes and I'm there.
Until I went on sabbatical (which sounds so much grander than *quit*), I was carrying a 4.0 - that is until that last class, where I earned a B. I've tried to cut myself some slack by reminding myself that I had surgery, was whacked out from thyroid hormones and had trouble staying awake. It just doesn't matter - I was only 15 points away from an A and I just couldn't do it. That is one regret I'll take to my grave, as silly as it sounds.
I'm not sure what is keeping me away now, other than not knowing exactly what to do when I've earned that degree. Not sure what the next level is.
I've read articles about women in mid life who step away from their old careers to grasp the golden ring and finally, FINALLY do what they've always wanted to do.
But I don't know what I've always wanted to do. Writing and blogging are fun, but I don't know if I could - or would want to - make a career out of it. I'd love to work in a museum, but I doubt they'll pay me to just wander around "ooh"-ing and "ahh"-ing over all the brick-a-brack.
Running a B&B? No.
Writing novels? No.
Dancing in the woods nekkid during a Wicca ceremony? Oh, well...maybe...
I even checked into the requirements or certificate programs for Ruling the World - not a lot of options. Well, none really. Maybe I should start my own school?
Ultimately, I've decided I need to go to the campus and meet with someone to sort out what I've accomplished and what needs to be completed. I'll do that...very soon. I swear.
What about you?
Are you looking toward the future and wondering W.T.F. do I do now?
And, if you are, what steps are you taking toward your goals?
Do you have an "I've always wanted to..." story?
Ack, I'm out of coffee - again! I'm not sure about using whipped cream, it seems to be sucking up all the coffee - I'm already on my 3rd cup. Weird.