Contemplating a Career Change After Age 50 or How Does a Snarky Woman Decide What She Wants To Be When She Grows Up?


So, I recently left a high-stress position (school administrator) for another high-stress position (caregiver to my mother-in-law.)  I know, right?  Things are not going as well as I expected because I have a little known disorder called Norman Rockwell Syndrome. NRS is a very real disorder that causes me to wear aprons, try to bake cookies, make extravagant dinners and generally think that EVERYTHING must be perfect for my day to be considered a success.  My husband prefers to call it bossy, control-freak syndrome, but I am ignoring his input at the moment.

Because I tend to channel Martha Stewart when I spend a significant amount of time at home, I have decided that I need to get out of the house and be around normal adults again. Yes, my MIL is here; and yes, she qualifies as an adult but… I would like to have a conversation about more than  bunions, dietary fiber, or Family Feud.  What I really need is a part-time job!

Unfortunately, I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow-up. Who am I kidding?  The reality of the situation is that I  don’t want to grow up. I have had jobs in the restaurant industry and the retail industry. I worked as a preschool teacher, an elementary school teacher, a high school teacher, a director of religious education, and a district administrator. They were all jobs I enjoyed ( OK, I did not enjoy all of them); however,  I’m not sure that I want to go back to any of them.

I feel as if I need to pursue something I’ve always wanted to do, a lifelong dream, something major, a significant contribution to mankind. That’s where I get stuck…

My short list of careers, occupations, and future monetary pursuits is just that-short. I’d like to be a writer, a yoga instructor, a musician, or an artist. This blog is the extent of my writing, a only do yoga when I’m extremely stressed, I don’t currently play any instruments, and my artwork resembles the icons used when explaining how to construct Swedish furniture.

All of the websites give me useless advice: Dance Like No One is Watching, Dare to Dream, Be Who You Want to Be. None of the websites I have checked tell me what I need to know…How does a snarky women over 50 decide what to be when she grows up?

So, I send it out to all of you in the Internet Universe…any ideas?