On Jobs and Polished Nails

I went to college at a time when I thought I had six job choices: nurse, lawyer, doctor, teacher, church-something-or-other, or the mysterious “business” person. It never occurred to me that there might be other fields outside the scope of my imagination that deserved consideration.


As I’ve gotten older I’ve found myself in envious disbelief when I hear of people who dared to get a cool job–who dared to push themselves beyond the boundaries of the expected and the safe.

Packaging Engineer?  Huh??

Traveling Journalist? Really?

Website designer?? Wait…we didn’t have websites then…

This year marks my ninth home with our children and the bittersweet end of this road is drawing close. My feelings surrounding this event are immense and varied, and best saved for another post. However, the prospect of working again is on the horizon, and that prospect is at once exhilarating, intimidating, thrilling, and a bit daunting.

Although I am so thankful for my training and experience as a teacher–and although I am glad to use what I learned as a parent-who-teaches–I’m standing at a fork in the road and am considering a left turn. Something unexpected. Something that might be considered “a bit of a stretch.” I think I’m finally ready to brave the unwritten pages of a new chapter rather than return to the classroom [insert many prayers here].

I’m considering things for this next chapter that I love, but acknowledge they probably won’t ever move beyond hobby and into a real money making “here’s-your-paycheck” type of job.  That could pose a bit of a dilemma, but I’m not going to let pragmatics and potential problems stand in the way. I’m dreaming about the what-if’s and the why-not’s.

And I’ve decided.  I want to work here:

Oh. my. It’s stunning, right?

Now, on to the practical: What kind of job, you ask?

Well…technically, I don’t know yet.

I just know that it’s going to require this laptop and some really gorgeous shoes. And I’m pretty sure I’m going to have to keep my nails polished so that I can page through lovely paper samples and examine stunning photographs without the embarrassment of a stray hangnail.

Sigh… Sounds dreamy, right?

Helping me along with the fantasy is Lavender & Lilies, who posted this box of eye candy last week, including the photo above.

Thanks for the dreams, L&L.  I’ll be back for more.

Moms out there who are contemplating a return to work outside the home, how are you processing? What are your aspirations?

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3 Responses to On Jobs and Polished Nails

  1. Diane says:

    It’s so funny that your first “alternative” job was “packaging engineer.” When I was in high school the aptitude test said I should be come a “packaging engineer.” What? Well…I’m a bit older than you…and seriously…I just went to college…and came out with a major in psychology. What? Now I really haven’t done a thing with that. Especially when I realized that in order to use that education for a “real” job I’d need to get my masters…not that that was a bad or daunting thing…it’s just at that point I knew I didn’t want to spend my days listening to people spill their problems.

    But…you know…God knows what we’re good at…and for about 7 years I led the charge in creating bigger than life environments in a huge space for our VBS. People are amazed that I can think dimensionally and large. And then I tell them…I tested positive for packaging. God just wanted me to package fun so kids could realize that God loves them…very much.

    Today…God has me in a different phase. And guess what? I do a lot of listening (and hopefully giving wise counsel) to two friends who are on difficult journeys.

    Isn’t life funny?

  2. heartscape says:

    How ironic that you are a packaging genius! Ha! I love that God has still chased after those gifts and allowed you to use them in different ways…and that your psych training is coming in handy while you walk alongside your friends. What a blessing!

    That’s an encouragement to me–when I think about all the scraps of life I’ve picked up along the way, I feel more certain than ever that God can sew them all together into some sort of beautiful tapestry. Unfolding it will interesting!

    Thanks for reading 🙂

  3. Yeah, that’s the million dollar question for women these days…I’ve worked in the corporate machine, and I’ve also done work that was purely centered around creativity and “fabulosity.” Now, I’m home schooling my kids and running my company out of the house…which is just more doable for me. There’s definitely something to be said for having lunch-plans, and pretty nails, and pointy heels. But during this season in my life I’m enjoying a slower pace and not just more time with my kids, but more time for the things I doing as well.

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