The World Is Your Oyster
So if you don’t know much about me, you will learn that I am an emotional overthinker. I have lots of thoughts running through this wild little mind of mine. This weekend was full of all the feels. All of them. The good, the bad, the ugly, the sad, the glad. All.the.feels. Even at my highest of highs or my lowest of lows, I am grateful. To the core grateful. I seriously count my blessings all the time. Even in the hard moments, I know it could always be worse.
The quote that keeps running through my mind is, The World is Your Oyster. It really is. Although life happens and we can’t control everything, there is so much that is in our control. The actual definition of this phrase is this: you are in a position to take the opportunities that life has to offer. OK, game on!
Last summer, some things were changing in my recent job. It got me thinking about what I wanted to spend my time doing. I was offered the office manager position but it was more hours than I wanted to work. There were also some other things in the works within the office and my hours would have likely been cut by this fall. My wheels started turning big time. My husband will retire sooner than most. I want to have a schedule that allows for travel – with my kids as they grow up, with my husband in his retirement. I just want to live every minute. So with my husband’s amazing support, I decided to revamp my blog and I am really going to put my heart and soul into creating this little online world to share with you! Of course, I’m doing it because I love it. The hopes are to make an income doing it as well. The world is my oyster, right? It would be ideal if I can do what makes my heart happy and contribute to our family income.
My husband is a firefighter and his schedule is a bit crazy, to say the least. My kids are also growing at an alarming rate. OK, maybe alarming is a little dramatic but it’s seriously flying by and I really don’t want to miss it. If my husband has a 4-day window off of work, I want to do something as a family. My oldest starts high school in August and my youngest will start 7th grade. The remaining years with them at home are going to fly by. I have no doubt. Being present is an important thing for me. I lost my dad two summers ago and that really awoke something in me. It screamed at me actually. He was sick in his last few years if life and he missed out on stuff. Good stuff. I don’t want to miss the good stuff. Or any of the stuff for that matter. I want to be fully present, soaking in everything and making amazing memories. Laughing and smiling. Just plain living and loving life.
We live in a very on-line world these days. Everything is social media driven. We text, we email, we post. I know it just keeps on growing. Watching videos has become the norm. We watch them to learn things, we watch them to entertain us. The internet isn’t going away folks. For me, that is a blessing. It gives me a creative outlet and resources for sharing with the world. How cool! Don’t get me wrong though, I still believe in shutting down. In being outside. In taking a tech break. In balance.
As much as I love sharing the fun stuff, I have been thinking a lot about what it is that draws people in. What captures their attention? What do people like to read about? I guess it all depends on who you are. Some love Podcasts, some love videos, some love life hacks, some love the inspiration, some love the connection. One of the first things that I do when I check out a new blog is checking out the persons about page. I really love to see a person’s story. What makes them do what they do. That makes me feel connected. So for me, sharing some of the personal stuff is really what makes me who I am. I love sharing my life. Sometimes it’s therapeutic for me to put it out there.
My mind is swimming with fab ideas for future posts. Ways to inspire, home projects to share, life stories to make you laugh, antidotes to lift you up. All of the feels people. Cause that’s how I roll. Now, if I can just get myself organized and stay on task. I am, after all, the organized squirrel. 🙂
xo,
Gabby
