A true sign of being out of the traditional work force is how happy you are when Monday rolls around! The kids didn’t seem too excited about it. The neighbors weren’t exactly dancing to their cars for work this morning. The other parents in the car rider lines at school had their heads down and coffee mugs full to the brim!
Not me. I was smiling, waving, enjoying Mike and Mike, laughing with CC, veritably skipping around my house as I made breakfast and started a load of laundry and fed my plants who went so neglected this weekend.
And now, I’m sitting down at my computer. For the first time in nearly 3 days!
I spent my weekend in class. 2 days. 9 hours a day. Pages and pages of notes. Hand cramps. 4 Coke Zeros. 2 mega QT coffees. 1 Hershey bar. About 3 gallons of water. And a head cold!
Some of you may remember the day I posted about The Top 10 Things I’ve Neglected since becoming a full-time caregiver. It really woke me up to a few things and, like most of us borderline OCD 50-somethings – I made a list! I made a dentist appointment. I scheduled a mammogram. I updated my LinkedIn profile. And I met with a financial planner.
My husband and I realized that we needed to get back to the business of saving for retirement even though I’m not working right now. He doesn’t want to work until the day he dies and I don’t want to end up living in my daughter’s dining room. So we gathered up all the documents. Wrote the budget. Made some decisions and got busy deciding on investments. In the process I discovered a way that I could help people do the same thing. But it meant going back to class. Getting licensed in several things. Finding a mentor/trainer/manager. And so, I’m on a journey to get my securities and insurance licenses.
After sitting down (at my age) with a financial planner – I got to thinking about what a different life I would have right now if someone had done this for my mom. Or even for me 20 years ago. And I want to do that for others. I want to tell them my story and ask them to just think about the future. And I want to be able to help them realistically. Practically. Without pressure. Or need of a big commission. Just to be there for advice and counseling and to set them up with the investments that would make the most sense for their lives, where they are now and where they are 5, 10, or 20 years down the road.
I want to study so I can make the best decisions for my family. For my kids. To start them on a path of financial responsibility. To make their lives easier than mine is right now. Not happier or more blessed…just easier. To be able to buy your kid the new shoes that they need without having to wait for payday. Or to not have to think and plan and fret about Phase 2 of orthodontics.
So, I signed up for classes. And I’ve been studying. And I am going to schedule my first exam today…fingers crossed everybody. Mom survived my absence as good as could be expected. She is sound asleep on the couch across the room. She stuck to me like glue last night and all morning this morning. But it was important for me to do this.
I hope I end up proficient enough to help my friends and their families. To make people’s lives closer to their dreams. To make enough money to get us back on track. And to be able to work on my schedule – whatever that is now that my life is a little bit nuts.
The technical side of this is completely outside my previous work life, but at the core – it’s what I’ve always done. Training and mentoring and helping – especially younger people. My true love in work has always been lifting up part time staff or kiddos who are in the very first job or people who just need someone to care about them and take some time with them and not let them fade into the background of the big, scary corporate world.
Just wanted to share – my brain is so full from Saturday and Sunday – I had to get some of it out there to make room for something else!!! Keep me in your prayers as I try and make time for studying and learning and more studying. And maybe a quick prayer that I don’t get eaten alive. I know this can be a cut-throat business and I don’t even own that knife anymore…just pray that there is a place for someone who wants to do something helpful and positive for others.