When I was laid off from my office job last year, it wasn’t much of a surprise. Or, for that matter, all that much of a let down. I had been saying for a while that I wasn’t made to be a cubicle-shaped creature, and losing my miserable nine-to-fiver was at worst an inconvenience and at best a blessing.
The best part about it, really, has been that my husband has encouraged me from the first day to use this as my opportunity to do my dream full time. Writing, editing, all of it. Because this really is my dream, what I want to do with my life for the rest of my days, and I have been given a gift of a kick in the ass to to this now, instead of putting it off until someday.
But it’s doing this, here and now that’s my dream, and I don’t think I could quite have that kind freedom anywhere else. And I think that’s really damn awesome.
And here, have something else I dream about:
He has his own special folder in my i-candy directory and everything. *happy sigh*
Liz Silver is an author, an editor, an Internet magpie. She likes shiny objects, long walks on the beach, and British television shows. You can find her here, on Twitter, now even on Facebook.