The astute reader might have noticed that I tend to update on Mondays and Thursdays. I don’t advertise this fact because traveling changes it, and even when stationary as I am now, I bet something would come up that prevented me from doing so if I ever were to advertise those as my update days.
The reason why I bring this up right now is because it means I’m always updating on Thanksgiving, since it falls on a Thursday. So I decided to peek back at what I had written about last year.
“Sometimes“, ah yes. I can look back on this post and smile now. At the time I was having a rough couple of days.
I never talk much about the Old Job, for a few different reasons. Those who have been following along since the beginning know that I’m a certified veterinary technician, like a nurse for animals (and yes, while not still working as a vet tech I will be paying the rather hefty fee to renew the license come this December – it’s called a backup plan and it’s always good to have one).
I’ve briefly explained before why I’m not still working as one – I love animals, but I didn’t love being a vet tech. It’s what I went to college for and what I did for a living up until this past January though. To be honest I was never too keen on going to college to be a vet tech, but everyone expected me to go to college for something, so loving animals it seemed like the best degree option at the time.
Here’s a life lesson for you: if if don’t know what you want to go to college for, it’s probably best to not go. Why accumulate all of that debt if you don’t need too? There’s no rule saying you have to, and having a college degree no longer guarantees a good paying job like it did in the past. Do some serious thinking first. If you come to the conclusion that what you want to do requires a degree, then by all means go for it. Just don’t go because you feel like you should. I’m extremely fortunate, my parents paid for my tuition so I don’t need to factor student loans into my financial planning now that I’m on the road, but I still feel guilty that my parents spent that money for something I’m not making active use of.
But now I’m getting sidetracked, back where I was at last Thanksgiving.
I don’t talk much about the Old Job because I didn’t work at a pet clinic, or with farm animals. I worked in research.
Research plus vet tech. You get the idea. Animal research is kind of a touchy subject with some folks. It gets even more touchy when I say that I didn’t work with rats, mice, or guinea pigs, I worked with primates. Add the non-disclosure agreement on top of that, and well, there really isn’t much more I can talk about. I would appreciate it if we could keep arguments about the subject out of the comments. If you really feel the need to discuss the ethics of animal research with me, you know where to find my e-mail, although I’ll tell you now that all flaming rants will be promptly deleted.
Anyway, it was a demanding job, and rather stressful at times. Especially during the winters, and near the end of November the weather down in South Carolina finally starts to cool down. I’d come home from work exhausted physically and mentally, and then I’d have to try to dredge up the motivation to work on the RVing equation. Some days the hope of something better for the future was enough to keep me plugging away at it. Sometimes it seemed impossibly far away.
Luckily even on the days like last Thanksgiving which more resembled the later, I had friends to give me pep talks, and an online arsenal of RVing blogs and forums to give me hope about what was waiting on the other side. Progress might have been slow, but it was still progress.
And now I have even more to be thankful for this Thanksgiving, because at the time I thought it was going to be a year or two. In December when things got really bad at work and I knew I needed to switch jobs I feared it might be even longer than that. And yet I still managed it in less.
I guess the lesson is this: Sometimes, life throws you lemons. You can make lemonade, chuck them right back at life, or sell them on Ebay for a few bucks. The method you choose for making the most of the situation doesn’t matter, just pick one and keep going. As long as you don’t stop trying, you’ll get there.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone. (And enjoy this picture of the pumpkin pie that Amazon gave me, it was delicious.)
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