I’ve mentioned numerous times that I have strong reservations about going back to work again. The idea makes me a nervous wreck to the point I shake violently when giving it serious thought. In a nutshell, I don’t think I’m ready. Seriously, my mind tells me that I am far from being ready to work again. Apparently my higher power has a difference of opinion.
I manage the website for my church and volunteered to give the site a much needed major overhaul. Two weeks ago the President of our Church Board came to me and told me that the project was much more than they could expect of a volunteer. I didn’t go to him, or the minister or anyone else on the board. They came to me and now as a result I am being paid very handsomely to overhaul the website.
Yesterday a new situation occurred. A friend of mine is also a web designer and she happens to be overloaded. Last night she sent me an email asking if she could hire me to complete some work for her and once again gave a generous offer that I can’t refuse.
I have no idea what the effects of these will be once I start working and getting paid. How will they affect my health care benefits and my social security are big questions I need to find out. In the meantime, it looks like I’ll be going back to work and not in a way that I expected.
It’s funny how the universe has plans for us that don’t match our own plans sometimes.
Diet Update: I’ve gained two pounds and I’m up to 285. I have been eating healthier overall, but have not been walking or getting any other form of exercise. History tells me that without exercise, I’m not going to lose weight. That means I’ve got to get out and shake my booty somehow.