What I Want to Do Next
What I Want to Do Next by Debra H. Goldstein
For years, I wondered what I would be when I grew up. I
finally answered that question by deciding that Peter Pan had it right – I’m
never going to grow up. Perhaps the body will appear older on the outside (I
haven’t mastered all of Peter’s tricks yet…I’m still working on flying), but
inside, I will always retain the kid in me.
finally answered that question by deciding that Peter Pan had it right – I’m
never going to grow up. Perhaps the body will appear older on the outside (I
haven’t mastered all of Peter’s tricks yet…I’m still working on flying), but
inside, I will always retain the kid in me.
When it came to a career, I also faced uncertainty. At one
point, I thought I would be a doctor, but I don’t enjoy science. Other rejected
ideas included comedian (I’m still a Carol Burnett fan), singer (only singing
four notes on key and those not being in successive order made that one
difficult), and journalist. Instead I opted, at different times, for salesgirl,
teaching assistant, teacher, editorial assistant, lawyer, judge and now writer.
point, I thought I would be a doctor, but I don’t enjoy science. Other rejected
ideas included comedian (I’m still a Carol Burnett fan), singer (only singing
four notes on key and those not being in successive order made that one
difficult), and journalist. Instead I opted, at different times, for salesgirl,
teaching assistant, teacher, editorial assistant, lawyer, judge and now writer.
A number of these jobs require discipline and attention to
details. No problem there, but lately, I’ve had an urge to do something
different. I want to take a short term mental vacation. The way I see it, a
fire in the fireplace would be nice, but not mandatory. The same with a fuzzy
soft blanket. Being at the beach would be divine, but again not required. No,
the only thing necessary would be a good light, a comfortable chair, and part
of the stack of books that are piled on my dresser or in the bookcase in my
closet to be read. My TBR pile takes up almost as much space as my clothing. It’s
time to do something about that. So, what I want and will do next is take some
fun time to read for me. Some of the books will be mindless, some more intense,
but none will be required reading for any project, panel, review, or other
task. What fun!
details. No problem there, but lately, I’ve had an urge to do something
different. I want to take a short term mental vacation. The way I see it, a
fire in the fireplace would be nice, but not mandatory. The same with a fuzzy
soft blanket. Being at the beach would be divine, but again not required. No,
the only thing necessary would be a good light, a comfortable chair, and part
of the stack of books that are piled on my dresser or in the bookcase in my
closet to be read. My TBR pile takes up almost as much space as my clothing. It’s
time to do something about that. So, what I want and will do next is take some
fun time to read for me. Some of the books will be mindless, some more intense,
but none will be required reading for any project, panel, review, or other
task. What fun!
I’ll report back in the near future how my reading week(s)
go, but in the meantime, what is it that you want to do next?
go, but in the meantime, what is it that you want to do next?
Oh, can I take that reading vacation too?
Definitely. The more the merrier. And then we can compare thoughts on the books we read.
Oh, can I take that reading vacation too?
Oh, Debra, that sounds heavenly! Unfortunately, my schedule for the next two months hardly leaves room for breathing. This being a grown-up stuff sucks.
Linda (who is adulting way too hard lately)
You can join me for my Spring summer reading break. Adults need things to look forward to – those of us who won't grow up can selfishly or impishly act impulsively (sometimes)
Enjoy! Hope you have a guilt-free, fun, and rejuvenating vacation.
Thank you. I'll report sooner than later
There are times when it would be so nice to take a break just because I wanted to–last week I took a break because hubby had an emergency and had to go to the hospital and ended up with a pacemaker. Not much of the usual was done last week–but hubby is much better.
I have so much writing to finish and so many other things to do, including a day job, I'm always looking at what's next! I'd like to have a few weeks, though, to retreat and write, read, walk, cook, eat, be with friends, and just relax. Can you arrange that for me please?