I’m a lucky woman. Jack has over the past 35 years tolerated (and financed) most of the whims that I’ve had without grumbling (much). And I’ve probably had more than the average share of whims. You could say that I’ve been a jill-of-all-trades.
I was a real estate agent for a few years. Loved real estate when I first started in the profession UNTIL I began actually getting clients and listings. We had recently moved to Kansas and our youngest daughter was about seven years old. I thought that if I went into real estate that I’d be able to be spend more time with the family. HA! Not so. Poor old Jack cooked Sunday dinner almost every Sunday while I was holding open houses. I had a couple of buyers and sellers who were impossible to satisfy and, after one particularly stressful period with an absolutely idiotic buyer, I finally told Jack that I’d either have to get out of real estate or he’d have to lock me up!!! I’m sure there have been times when he thinks locking me up would have been the right choice…
I worked for four different federal government agencies over a period of about ten years. Then I owned a secretarial service in one state that evolved into a free-lance business when Jack’s career moved us to another state. After he retired we purchased a small concessions business (franchise) that was lots of fun and quite profitable.
I’m also a certified graphoanalyst . I spent two years studying graphology or handwriting analysis. I just gobbled up the lessons and passed the course with flying colors. What really interested me was the prospect of learning how to determine personality and behaviour by analyzing handwriting. It’s a useful tool used by many businesses for employment selection. The courts frequently employ graphoanalysts to study ransom notes, altered records, forgeries, and disputed legal documents. I really, really wanted to be a graphoanalyst.
But it was while I was taking my final exam that I realized how invasive the field is. It can take eight hours or more to analyze a couple of paragraphs of handwriting. I was analyzing a sample of handwriting from somebody I knew and was really startled by some of the traits that I was uncovering. That analysis haunted me for several weeks when I decided that I just couldn’t look into people’s souls like that.
Let’s see, what else have I done…well, I’ve raised four children (with Jack, of course) – my proudest accomplishment.
I’ve studied interior design. I’ve been an Accredited Staging Professional, staging homes to prepare them for resale. I’ve bought and sold antiques and collectibles on EBAY and in an antique mall. THAT was great fun but not as lucrative as I would have liked.
So here I am off on another search for my identity. It’s just that I can’t imagine a life without something creative to do. I guess you could say that I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up!
Yep, I’m a very lucky woman.
1/26/2008