It seems that every now and then I go through a period of restlessness. Every few years, I crave more. I don’t want to be tied to a schedule. I want flexibility. I want to be able to travel more without having to cram it into a weekend. Unfortunately, the way things are, I would have far less money if I were to pursue these wants.
For the most part I enjoy what having a regular schedule and decent job bring. I do remember a time when I was working retail, with hours all over the map, and I wanted more. Ok, not really more. I wanted to sleep at the same time every day, and eat at the same time every day, and not have my meals relegated to 15 minute stuff-your-face breaks. My basic bodily functions needed a schedule.
But then again, there’s the excitement of more that keeps calling me, but I don’t quite know how to reach it.
I read a lot of blogs. I read personal blogs, blogging blogs, home decor blogs, and a bunch of other blogs. I think I would love to be a professional blogger. They say that the best way to make money at this is to find something I’m passionate about. I just don’t know what that is yet. Or I can write what I know. What do I know enough about that other people want to hear?
Sure, I can find a few things that I like. I like home decor. I like blogging. But what would I have to say that hasn’t been said a hundred times before? How would I be able to stand out in these categories? That’s the part I don’t know – what do I love that would hold my interest long enough for me to create a successful blog?
I know I want more. I just don’t know how to go about getting it. In the meantime, I’ll go to work, on schedule (more or less) to a job I enjoy working with people I love, and I’ll continue to blog as a hobby.









You are not the only person who feels restless these days. I have (at last I think I do) a delayed case of spring fever.
I just can’t seem to focus…or at least I dont’ want to. I just don’t have the urge to work…and I love what I do. Go figure…I think a few more long weekends should do it.
I hope.
That’s it – I’ll call it spring fever. It sounds so much nicer than restless and unfocused.