I try to be, but today I cussed.
I know how it goes: I'm a grandma, and making my 4th career change
I certainly wish you well. I don't know how many career changes I made, lost count. Now I've finally found a "gift" and *could* possibly really be successful. If I were younger. Now, I don't know. I do photography, and I can't kneel and zip around like you need to be able to do any more. But an old neighbor who once had everything I wanted, looks, handsome golf pro husband, beautiful home, furniture to fill it (she earned it working as a Home Interiors manager), younger than me, is in a nursing home after having suffered an aneurysm.
Life is really strange. Most days I just count my blessings. For some reason the last couple of days haven't been so good so it is hard to do that.
Thanks for your kind wishes. Likewise for you.