That word sparks an inner turmoil in me although this isn't always bad as it does stimulate an immediate call to action. I do tend to need a good sound kick in the keister!
My family has a weekly poetry writing group where we take turns coming up with a topic and then either get together to read them or share them online. This week it was my daughter's turn and she decided we should all write on the topic of deadlines. This got me excited because my last 7 years has been dominated by my wish to get on the show Project Runway and each year the deadline looms and every year finds me woefully behind my expected completion date. Not only is this yearly event one that has a final deadline but now that I have passed by the half century mark ( a few ago. yikes!) I find that I acknowledge my own final deadline. That sounds a little morbid but I don't mean it that way. It's just that I now see everything that I do as more weighty and I don't want to squander the time and energies that I have available to me. I feel I have spent the first half of my life living as if I were a leaf on a river; going with the flow, letting the current and gravity dictate what direction I took, not knowing what was around the bend. Well maybe I wasn't that rudderless but you get my meaning.
Now that my daughter is at the end of her junior year and will soon be leaving the safety net of home I'm thinking I should do the same. As she thinks about what college to go off to she will be carefully plotting and planning these next years of her life. I don't think that I have ever done such an in depth examination of what I wanted to be when I grew up. So I think it's about time and writing this blog is part of my new view on life and the deadlines I need to keep in sight in order to head in the direction of my paradise.
Trying to change careers at this stage in life is a little scary. I have been a hairstylist for the last 30 years. It's what I know and I am comfortable here. My passion to design and to start a business creating custom designs and hopefully a label is one that I didn't go to school for and I think that adds to my hesitance in believing that my dream can come true. I submitted my yearly portfolio to Project Runway on April 1st and as of today April 17th (they said I would know by the 21st) I still haven't heard whether or not I am on to the second round. No news is good news???? But, I know that counting on a television show to catapult my design career is far fetched and I have to work hard to accomplish that dream of mine on my own.
I am no longer a young whipper snapper who thinks they have all the time in the world but a mature ( haha! ) woman who realizes that time is not to be taken for granted and life should be an adventure. So onward! Up off this keister and on to my design paradise as I wrap up this entry to my blog. After all, I gave myself a deadline ;-)
putting it all out there,
5 foot 5' 3/4" (although I am now probably 5'5")