Today the road I was on, the path that I thought was the perfect one for me, suddenly had big orange cones stacked across it and a DETOUR sign smacked me on the head.

The job I was anticipating keeping for several years… that was a perfect opportunity for me to hone some writing and marketing skills and that also only required me to work part-time – leaving me time to do some freelancing and be a mom… it is no longer my job.

There have been other times in my life where I have had things happen to me, either personally or professionally, and I’ve looked around and thought, “what the hell is this all about??”  Those times are usually precursors to a new opportunity, or a brand new idea or direction that comes along and make me realize that if I hadn’t stepped in the shite, I wouldn’t have had to step off the path to clean it off and I wouldn’t have noticed a new and better opportunity. I’m confident this is one of those times. I’m just going to have to be patient until the better opportunity presents itself.

I’m fairly well set with friends and contacts who can keep their ears open for me. I’ve just completed my first freelance job and hope to get more offers of that kind of work. I am also incredibly lucky to be married to Hubby. He didn’t greet my news with anger, or blame, or even a sigh of supressed irritation. He told me he was sorry, that they’re crazy to let me go, and that he knows this is just a sign that there’s something better out there for me. And he hugged me a lot and let me cry.

 I’m really a very lucky woman, shite and all.