New start

I feel incredibly lucky. I’ve been searching for a career for years after leaving the retail telecommunications industry. I worked as a manager for Starbucks, and then as a product expert for Trail Appliances. Neither role fuelled my creativity or allowed me to really focus on what I do best. I just received an offer to work with a VoIP telephone company that kicks the butt of anything I’ve done professionally for years. My new title is Western Canada channel account manager. I will work remotely, and bring on partners that want to sell our service.

What this role allows for, is freedom from being locked into a singular location. It allows me to be creative in the sense of, I am in charge of how I bring partners on. I’ve always been in some form of sales and management role and now I have the best of both worlds. I get to sell a service that actually works, saves companies money and also manage people in how they can position it as an offering in their MSP lineup.

The world of retail is dying, and being able to move away from that and have a job that provides a service is where it’s at. I start this role in 12 days and I can’t wait. My hubby and I will now both be remote workers which will allow for more time together and also travel. It’s honestly my dream job other than being a full time artist which if I’m honest is hard to do.

I’m nearly 40 years old and feel I’ve finally landed the last job I’ll ever have which is incredible. It’s never to late to walk away from things that don’t work for you. It’s sometimes scary to put yourself out there, but sometimes it works out and bam your life changes.

Another plan bites the dust

A few blogs ago I was talking about a venture Luke and I were looking into. Since then several companies have come into play taking our plan right out from under us. On the bright side if we had started we would’ve been the ones taking all the risk. So we are stepping back to see how it pans out for them. We may start up next spring, but for now we will let these companies iron out all the potential problems with the city and the clientele.

So for now….

Today is my one day off this weekend. We actually slept in (by that I mean we slept past 6am, all the way to 7:40). We feel rested and ready to take on the day.

Plan 1:

Have coffee, tidy up the kitchen, and finish laundry.

Plan 2:

Take the dogs to the park. We want to tire them out so we can spend time without them.

Plan 3:

Pack a picnic and head to the beach to float on the lake.

Plan 4:

Finish our project of repurposing the vintage table and chairs we found on Facebook marketplace.

Sounds like a nice way to spend a day don’t ya think?

Art show

I also have to finish a few art pieces for the upcoming art walk happening downtown Kelowna on August 1st. This event happens every year and this will hopefully be the first of many for me.

I had prints done so that I can sell my art even if it’s not the original. This way I’ll get more work out there. I find during these types of events people don’t want to spend big bucks. So having prints at $20-$30 makes it more feasible that I’ll sell something.

Happy Sunday!

Just another day

Again I’ve slacked at writing. I am sorry! I could talk about my family and the interesting interactions we have as grownups. We are all so different, as you may have read in a previous blog, my family is large. Larger than most and that pertains to the fact that we are blended and then blended again you might say.

Since we all grew up together we call each other brother and sister. It’s rare to hear anyone of us say “step brother/sister” or “half brother/sister”. It never really mattered to us. We were family and had to learn to love each other.

As grown siblings and how different we all are, it gets more complicated. We all have different perspectives and interests. Our lives range from Mother’s with toddlers and jobs, blue collar workers, managers, accountants, artists, service workers etc. We really could almost run a city with our combined list of experience and knowledge.

Since half my family lives in the States and the other lives here in Canada, we communicate through group messages mostly. The sibling chat we call it. I’ve seen the conversations die down on this chat group over the last few months. I found out the younger ones living in the States have their own group and the boys have their own. It made me feel a bit left out. I just created a new group for the 3 of us older sisters in the hopes of reconnecting with them. Their lives are busy like mine, but I think it’s important to be involved as best you can.

This past week was a perfect example of how different we are as siblings. A message came out asking if anyone had heard from one brother in awhile. No one had. That spanned into different perceptions of what to do about it. My first thought was he’s off work this week he’ll turn up. But another message stated even his friends and roommate hadn’t heard from him in days! The younger ones thought “leave it be, he’ll turn up.” The older ones of us were more concerned and wanted to find him.

After a couple of days he showed up saying he’d gone fishing. Hahah. I should’ve known, he’s sort of a gypsy but still, I am annoyed that he didn’t even tell his roommate he’d gone. We had even gone as far as reporting him as a missing person. The police were the ones that tracked down that he’d left work with co-workers to the coast. So thankfully nothing went wrong there, but it made me think about how each sibling took it.

My mom reads this blog so she’ll call me or one of us I’m sure to get the scoop. But mom, we left you out because we all knew deep down he was ok, and also we love you but knew you’d freak out.

I’m noticing more and more as we get older we resemble our mom. We worry. I, myself has always been a worrier. I’m the eldest and have taken care of my siblings in ways they don’t know, because I was OK taking the brunt of discipline, or the fault if something went wrong. I think about that sometimes and wonder if they even know?!

Anyway, family is family and even though they may make you crazy you gotta love them and support them regardless.