I was planning on writing a post about my news and I began wondering about what makes some information news. I could tell you about something you didn’t know and that would be news to you but perhaps not the rest of the world. Or some event may be news but insignificant . . . is it still news? And we talk about breaking the news and even breaking news . . . telling it as it happens. So if you read about a recent event and are not at all surprised by it . . . is that news? I digress. This is news, my news, and while a turning point for me, not important in the great scheme of things.
If you read my blog closely, you may not be at all surprised by my news . . . which being a week old now is not news at all I guess. It was certainly news from left field when I announced it at work . . . that I would be there for just 6 weeks longer.
Yes folks, I have handed in my notice at the day-job. I have handed in my resignation before I get stale, before I don’t want to be there at all because I find myself wanting to be doing other things all day.
Most people have assumed I’m retiring becuase I am of an age to do so, or perhaps I have another paid job to go to but neither of those are true. There is nothing retiring about me or indeed any of the members of my family. So having no further paid work planned, just working at play, what do I call myself when I fill in a form? Am I still an educator? Teacher? Probably but just not employed in that capacity.
I will call myself a consultant. I am a Creative Leisure Consultant! And f you would like to consult me about how to spend time creatively . . . feel free. I shall be liberal in my services. Payment will be in laughter, for both of us, I will offer extended consultations is you bring wine, I will travel to your town if you provide accommodation and I will bring you a shining example of how to live a sometimes challenging life, and be smiling and, by turns, satirical and optimistic as I begin to contemplate the future. According to my mother you don’t begin getting old until your 80s and she thought she might be old when she was about 100 . . . maybe . . . so I have a good few years before that happens.
I have good genes, good health, a good attitude and I intend to have few regrets although I may own up to a few remaining dreams.