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Pick a door, any door


Behind Which Door, by marc falardeau, on Flickr

Doors!  When one door closes, another will open.  That is what I’m watching and waiting on.

A door closed for me last week.  I quit a job that was not making me happy.  I’ve never done that before.  I’ve always, always taken and kept jobs because, well, you know, you don’t just quit a perfectly good job.  You stick it out, no matter what, you take the good with the bad, you work, and you watch the clock as each hour slowly passes to the next.  And at 5:01, I’m already in my car speeding away.

There wasn’t anything “wrong” with the job.  The people were nice, the office was nice, the work was nice.  Why quit?   Well, I wasn’t happy.   I want a job that I love!  I’ve never had one of those.  I’ve never had a job where I lose track of the time and can’t believe it’s time to go home already.  A job that puts that little thrill inside my chest….a job that challenges me and inspires me and where I wake up and can’t wait to get to the office.

So I guess I’m ready for that.  I’m at an age and place in my life where I can actually take a time out and look for that kind of job.  What do I want to do when I grow up?  What skills do I have and enjoy using?  What kind of work will fulfill me?  Can I make any money doing what I love?

It’s Monday morning, I’m not at the office today.  It feels scary and most of all liberating.  I have many doors in front of me.  I will try several doors and see what adventures lie on the other side.  I’m excited about the future… hand is reaching for the knob.


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