If you've hung out here long enough, you know that my blogging can best (and most kindly) described as "erratic".

It's not that I don't have anything to say, but more that as time as passed (and my awareness of he TQ's readership and Internet prowess grows), I'm more cautious about using my page as a sounding general sounding board. As much as part of me would like to work through things in writing, I've learned that it's much more edifying for all involved (me included), when I pass what Heather would have initially said through the highly useful filter of Philippians 4:8.

All that to say that I think I've been more erratic than usual because I've been going through a life crisis of sorts. I don't think I'm special in this regard--it's pretty common for people who have been through life-threatening illnesses to evaluate their life choices. Ditto for those of us who stay at home and begin to see the world opening up for our offspring, especially as our (my!)friends return to the workforce. Throw in our current financial crunch (bad real estate market, unemployment recovery, medial bills...) and the looming university tuition for out oldest (egad, the next four years are going to fly by), and it would seem logical that I might want to reconsider just how I spend my days.

So, in typical headstrong bull, um, REDheaded fashion, I began a flurry of Internet research.

Option 1: Resume stymied career as occupational therapist. Okay, not the worst option. After all, I was good at what I did. However, in the decade since I've actively practiced, the licensing requirements have changed. Guess who was too "busy" with kids, homeschooling and cancer to keep up with them?? Oops. Bottom line would be a return to grad school. There's not one close in my field, and quite frankly, if I'm going to do the work of returning to school, I'll just suck it up and get my PA.

Option 2: PA school. Expensive, would require living away from my family at this point. Oh yes, my family. Did I forget that dh is gone 13 hours a day? Scratch PA school for now.

Option 3:Nursing school. Nearby where we live now AND where we could potentially live. But see the above husband gone thing. Hmmm...that door appears closed for now.

Option 4: Starbucks barista. Actually this could be a lot of fun. How many stores are going to hire someone whose availiblity is every other Friday (and only if dh doesn't get called into work) and Sundays after noon? Better put that one on hold.

Temporarily stymied, I tried a new approach, mainly what I should have done in the first place. (Gotta love the letter to the Philippians!).

To be continued....