Well, I am heading across the channel to make sandcastles, go crabbing, avoid lots of dog turd on the pavements and eat shed loads of calorific food.
I have decided to have a long hard think about going back to my original career when I come back home. After flirting with the idea of re-training as a teacher (but deciding I don't like other peoples children very much - sorry), becoming a florist (that lasted about 40 minutes), owning a sweetshop (I would eat the profits), starting a cupcake company (I'd be up baking until midnight, instead of watching McDreamy), I have decided that perhaps what you know is maybe better than mere flirtations.
Previous career was as a freelance journalist, but I'd kinda fallen out of love with it. I couldn't take any more phone calls of, 'What we need is you to find three girls who are unlucky in love, like having sex on cars, have been abducted by aliens and got pregnant. They need to be willing to talk about it at length, have their photos taken, be very attractive and they have to be in London by tomorrow at 1pm.'
Or
'Famous singer wants you to upload all news to his/her website 24/7. You must be available at all hours, whatever country they are in.' OK. Await news. Ping goes the inbox, 'Today I have been on the road and eaten a rancid cheese and pickle sandwich. Story approved to go up, I think the fans will be really interested...' Hmm, after waiting up til midnight the hot news off the press is that a famous person has eaten a cheese sarnie. Right. The thing is uber scary pop fans are interested in this guff.
But just like sometimes you don't realise what you've got 'til it's gone, how a trial separation can make you realise what you're missing, how discovering blogging means you actually do like writing for fun again and how a loaf of bread now costs £1.34, perhaps it is time to go back...
11 comments:
Hi CTTF, I can totally sympathise, being in the same career (although writing about pop stars actually sounds more fun than about pan European business media, which is what I have been doing today). But it's kind of addictive, isn't it - you know it's badly paid and makes you jump through hoops, but it still appeals more than most other careers.
Have a wonderful holiday and hope you come to the right decision....
Come back, CTTF, come back. We need as many sane people in the industry as possible and, despite your 'I don't like other people's children' comment, no in fact because of that comment, you do seem to be on the whole, sane!
Have a great holiday
Thanks Valley Girl, hoping for a lovely holiday with lots of time to daydream about future careers!
Tara - It's not strictly true, I do like other people's children, some of the time. Me, sane? Hmm, again, some of the time...
Have a good holiday (don't spend it thinking about work tho booooooooooooo)
Could you bring some sand back for me as we're not going on holiday... booo... horrible mum am I.... I like the stuff that gets stuck between the little toe and the slightly bigger one.
But don't bring me back some crabs...
I couldn't resist sorry, I know this is a clean blog... (brings out a cloth to wipe away grubby comment)
diverte!
ha that 's why i don't want to go back to teaching - i don't particularly like other people's kids either!
I am that sad person who is totally in awe of the job that you did - being on the front-line of celebrity goings-ons. I am a total star f***er. that said, I seriously think that reading Heat deadens brain cells (well that's my excuse)
There is nothing better than daydreaming about what else you could do though, is there? I too have run a cupcake empire in my own deluded mind. Good luck and bonnes vacances!
Have a great holiday.
remember when you come back and are looking for the unlucky in love type girls, just let me know, I teach teenagers and most of my lot are fairly weird !!!
God it's hot over here at the moment! Too hot to think, so it will probably do you some good! Hope you have managed to keep your tootsies poo free so far!
TTx
No, Gwen, ALL teenagers are wierd. The one's that aren't are wierd because they aren't wierd. Anyway, about that freelance journalism job... how do I apply?
I had the same problem, trying to work out what career I wanted to do. Now I am a full time mum. That covers it. Can't you get your husband to subsidize you?
have a good holiday. France very sunny today ;)
x
SMOTV - Plenty of sand at the bottom of my bag, and no crabs. Phew. Toilet seats must have been clean...
Elsie B - Don't be in awe, it's much harder work being a good mummy than writing about Jade Goody, believe me...
Blogthatmama - I have moved on from cupcakes after baking a disasterous batches, lately I have day dreamed about being an X Factor star. Ha ha.
Auntie Gwen - thanks for the tip off!
Tartetartan - It was rainy first week (thanks Normandy) and sunny second (well, hello Cannes). I avoided dog poo, husband however didn't. And he was wearing flip flops at the time. Hee hee
The dotteral - Send feature ideas to feature editors and see how you get on...
Bubble and squeak - (I called my chicken pox scabs that when I was 9 - bubble was a big bubbly scab and squeak was a crusty one - nice...) Husband has been subsidising me, but funds are running out and my brain is running on empty...
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