Coffee and a blog.
It’s that time again. My morning coffee. Ahh..
Nothing like escaping the husband and the 5 month old baby on the morning commute, and then of course to top it off with a McDonald’s premium roast decaf coffee with “2 creams and 3 sugars.” It’s my first real time to myself. Oh sure there is that 30 minutes on the treadmill where I am sweating and praying for superstrong lungs, but this is my more “relaxing” moment before the crap hits the fan at work.
And there is a lot of crap.
I am going through a “mini-self-doubt” phase, probably spurred on by a recent turn of events personally, but also because we are about 1 year away from our “debt snowball” rolling completely over into debt freedom. (Ahh.. Yes, a Dave fan.) I’m feeling like I need to grow my career some more in order to be able to pick up some extra income from a home based business. It’s frustrating. Here I am – a print designer trying to make a jump into web design, but probably not having the opportunity to get real work until I have perfected my craft (like Chaka, who is so on the ball). I don’t want to work here for the rest of my life. I don’t want to be “slave” to a company or a career. I want to be able to stay home later with my future kiddos.
So I am a little bummed. I’m 33. DH is 38. We want to have another baby in the next 2-3 years. (Which is going to suck because my body is just all flabolicious right now…*sigh* and that’s going to take work to get back up to speed for kiddo #2.) I feel like if I don’t gain some ground financially, there is no way that we are going to be able to afford a bigger home and baby #2. (or 3)
So…
I am trying to be forward thinking. I am trying to be motivated. I am trying to get my butt in gear…
I think I just need some sort of help with a game plan from people that have been there. Maybe it would make me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.
I will just contemplate it all while I sip the last of my premium roast.
*sigh*
