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~Vacation Day 2~

As I woke this morning way too early for my first full day off, I realized that I should get out of bed and make the outmost of my vacation. I am totally excited that the doctor gave me a clean bill of health, but this "cold" still makes me a bit groggy.

Day 2 has in store for me filling out job applications and updating my resume. Completely restless in my job and not having enough patience, I feel doors are shutting for me. I was talking with a trusted coworker about the disparity of my feelings...........on one hand, I really do like my job. On the other hand, it is not what I want to do with my career. He used this example.

As a young man, he had a job working at an ice rink.............he says it was the most amazing job he has ever had: skating all the time, driving the zamboni, meeting different people. But, he wanted to be a policeman, and that was what he continued to work toward.

This last two years of emotional growth for me has enabled me to strive for what is truly best for me and accepting nothing less. In many ways, being complacent in my current position is not what is best for me. No lateral moves for me, I will apply only for positions that are advancing my career, either in education or in public safety training.
Ironically, "The Picture of Dorian Gray" is playing on TCM. Too many good quotes about youth and the follies of not growing older


Creating added audio are the crows outside my window, their eerily gothic calls echoing in the cool spring breezes. As I watch this classic 1945 movie, I am conducting research on many elements within the movie: gothic literature, Oscar Wilde, Chopin. Discovering a new version of this movie, I contemplate adding it to my queue for later. A modern version, how fun. George Sanders has always been a favorite classical actor of mine. In silent longing, I miss teaching.........tying elements of one classical novel into a whole amazing unit of art, music, cinematography.......aaawww........time to get going for the day.




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