Sound the trumpets! Cue the ticker-tape parade! It’s the 100th post here at the Uncommonhousewife Blog! It took a little over a year to get here, which I’m feeling pretty good about. Readership, on the other hand, could use some work. I’m thinking I should have a celebratory giveaway or something to boost my numbers. Hmmm. I wonder if I have any
crap valuable trinket to offer. Guess not.
Instead, those diehard readers still with me get to follow along as I muse about who, where, or what I want to be when I grow up. Just recently, I passed into what must now be called my early 40s. I’m not traumatized by it. I am, however, prompted to evaluate what I’ve spent all those years doing. As a full-time mother, I know I have done highly valuable work without earning a dime for it. As a military spouse, I know I have provided the supporting pillar that has allowed our family to remain stable and happy as we were tossed around during deployments, moves, and other high-stress events that come with the military lifestyle. Now, I’m seeing the not-so-distant end of each of those roles and wondering what’s next.
- Going “back to work” isn’t very easy when you haven’t worked for pay in 17 years. I’ve been following various bloggers who specialize in re-entry into the workforce for moms. The problem is, most assume that the mom has a career path waiting for her to return to. My story reads a bit differently. I graduated college in the middle of a recession. I took the best job offer I got, which was not in a career field I particularly liked. A year later I got married and proceeded to hopscotch around the country every 6 months to 2 years for the next 19. At first, I worked where I could. Back in those days, employers were not so friendly to military wives, who were sure to leave right after they got perfectly trained at the job. So it was temp work for me. Then came children.
- Is going back to school worth it? I always said I would go back and get a master’s degree. I was never too clear on which field I would pursue the degree, but I was definitely gonna get one. After all, I was good at school. My professors all made sure to tell me what a waste it was that I had no immediate plans to go to graduate school. But 20 years later, I’m thinking that going back to school only makes sense if I have a specific goal in mind which requires that advanced degree. Otherwise, it costs too darned much.
- Where do I find roots and contacts when I’ve come and gone so many times? This is the part where I wish I had diligently kept in touch with everyone I’ve ever known from college, wives’ organizations, school groups, churches, neighbors…Yeah, right. I guess this is exactly what Facebook is for. Now I can nudge those people who gave up trying to keep our address current on their Christmas card list.
- Is all of this premature? After all, I still have 2 kids to get into college and on their way. And being their guidance counselor is basically a full-time job. Darling husband could end up staying in the Navy for a few more years if the economy continues to self-destruct. Or he could retire and bounce from one job to the next and one state to the next for a few years. That would leave me pretty much where I am now: tumbleweeding around hoping to land on the right opportunity.
I know there have to be other women in similar situations out there. So come on and chime in with suggestions. Life coach? Community college? LinkedIn? Politics?