So. Here I begin blogging. I decided to call it "a horse with no name" because of the song by America. Sometimes I feel like I'm riding across a desert on a horse with no name. Especially now. I'm a mom, married to a great guy (it's my anniversary today - 10 years!), unemployed and don't really know where to go from here. This damn horse I'm riding doesn't know the way either. All he cares about are the fundamentals; water, food, rest, shade. I'm looking for inspiration! Truth! The Holy Grail! Nirvana! Okay, so maybe I'm setting my sights a little high. How about a road map? It's not that I'm unhappy - quite the opposite. I like my life, but I feel that I should be accomplishing something more with it. I love my daughter. She is the light of my life, but she'll grow up and go away and I'll be left with my cat and goldfish (and my husband, hopefully!).
So, I garden, I vacuum up dog hair, I do the laundry, and I think. I think maybe I should go back to school. Who am I kidding? How do I break into any industry at 45 plus the years that I put into school? School advisors say "of course you can find a job!" but they are supposed to be encouraging, right? That's their job! They want applications. I think maybe I would be happy just doing what I'm doing - yeah, right, I'm doing nothing! That's not happiness, that's complacency.