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Girly Shoes: Mid-Life Crisis
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December 17, 2004
Mid-Life Crisis

It's occured to me, as I sift through the detritus of my home studio, that I really don't have to go back to work as a corporate art hack. I could change careers. No, really, I could.

The question, of course, is what should I be now that I have ostensibly grown up.

On the one hand, I'd like to be paid to be a smart ass. That means either doing stand up, or comedy writing, or taking over as the new, female, emergency back up Dave Barry. (Which I fully feel capable of doing.) I could sell my manuscript (finally). I could try to parlay this blog into a money making enterprise.

On the other hand, I would just adore going back to school to become a chef. I would not adore the long hours and back breaking work involved to become the oldest sous-chef in the worst diner in Miami.

On still another hand, I really would love to lock myself away in my studio and just sew and bead and make things. I don't even mind selling the things I make. Unlike the RLA, by the time I finish a piece of artwork, I don't want to live with it, I want it out of the house, preferably forever.

On yet another hand, maybe I should just get a part-time job at a Starbucks or Borders... you know, something where I could go to work and never have to engage my brain at all. The only down side I can see to one of those jobs is dealing with the public, and I hate the public. I'm not even too keen on people.

So maybe I should go to work as a vetrinary assistant, and make minimum wage, and swab dog poop for a living. Or not.

I dunno. Maybe I'll just float along in an undecided fugue state until something falls in my lap.

Posted by Miz Shoes at December 17, 2004 02:11 PM

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That last option....that's the one I've used most often. So far it's worked out alright.

Posted by: Miss Bliss at December 19, 2004 02:29 PM

I like the dog idea-- except now you have your own! Maybe once JoJo is trained, you can work at a ritzy doggie daycare place and just play with dogs all day. That's what I want to do "when I grow up"!

Posted by: Becca at December 20, 2004 10:09 PM

Well, if you MUST go to retail, go to Border's. At least some of the customers there are intelligent people who know how to read.

Gerg bought my Christmas present there--one of my favorite fantasy authors, Tad Williams, just released the first volume of a new series. But the meanie won't let me have it till Saturday.

At least I have my Legos...(yes, MY Legos)

Posted by: Dianne at December 21, 2004 12:06 AM


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