A Conference and a Decision
After a 'conference' with my husband....actually he waited for me to decide and ask him if it was OK, and he said, "thank you for deciding, I approved a long time ago and hoped you’d actually get to it already." (isn’t he great?) -- the consensus is this:
I will go to a Picture Framer's School and once I complete that I will go to Real Estate School.
Our logic is this: I got through private art school at my own expense (approx $40K x 4 years way back when (meaning when things were 20 years cheaper than they are now.) And it's gotten me a lot of places other than art. Excellent. And I managed to pay off all my student loans. Also Excellent.
Well, Picture Framer School and Real Estate School, plus the exam fee to become certified for both will run me about $2,500 to $3,000 tops. That’s total for both. That figure is to board-certify me for TWO new professions, advanced classes, AND licensing fees. And either one of them will take me a few weeks to a few months to complete. That price would not have been one class in one semester at art school. So you see how it sounds expensive but in comparison it is actually next to free. IN any case any sort of education is always worth far more than the price.
YAY! Because I’m hella tired of making websites for people. I cannot tell you how tired I am of doing that. My own? Fine. Do I want to do it all day and all night? Screeeeeaaaaammm. You know what I enjoy most these fine October days? Loading up parts and parcel of that hella big two cords of wood into the truck and hauling it from the new house to the currently living-in house. Good fall work in the glory of the autumn crisp and weather. The best! PHYSICAL work, outdoors! not sitting in back of some gawd-awful database/computer inside all day whilst the world passes by some window you can't see out of. Global warming, you know. When you all finally get outside it won't be there anymore.
I got a great compliment from my husband tonight. I was messing about with the “happy lights.” We used to have the little Christmas lights up all year long because it reminded us of a Mexican Cantina as well as providing colorful, subdued, low-lighting in the evening—in a cheerful way—for TV watching, getting comfy, etc......ANYHOW, I was pulling the lights all out of packing boxes for the season, testing, testing, changing bulbs....and he said to me—“Sometimes I don’t feel like you’re my wife.” OK, that gave me pause. Until he continued-- with “Sometimes I just think you’re some cute chick I snagged that came home with me.” The best part? He REALLY meant it. He’s absolutely not given to sweet nothings or preparing the romantic script.
How great is that? Am I a lucky woman or what? I guess we are lucky together.
Bwa, ha, ha, fortunate then that my first framing class happens to be in Las Vegas. Baby needs the property next door, come on, it’s cold outside!! You know? I am SO LUCKY at craps. Oh, yeah, toss the dice! Gimme Sylvia’s place. Come on, come on. Seven come Eleven. Eight the hard way. No snake eyes for me. You know we’ll do right by it. We were meant to have it......Baby needs new framing space.
Baby needs new framing space. Somebody else can have the shoes.
PS—a little, last, ironic note. The career I have found myself in all of these years—publishing—is the accidental career in which I have had no training in whatsoever. I was just good at what needed to be done. And the most money I’ve ever made was in publishing—note, this was not my average salary, but in my best year ever, I did make, in publishing, $94,000 one year. ($60K was average for me.) I know. Ninety four thousand dollars. Brilliant. Now I hope I can make 14 bucks an hour doing anything at all, including considering waitressing! It’s ludicrous, humorous, inspiring, and ok, SAD. Still it’s my choice—our choice, and it’s a new adventure. And remember, we are way, way, way ahead of schedule. By this time next year I will be both well versed AND board licensed in TWO completely new occupations.
ROCK ON!!
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