At this point in my life, I like to believe that I pretty much know what I think about professional reinvention. As a veteran of several career changes, I’ve given a lot of thought…
I went on a date recently. No, I wasn’t cheating on my husband. I was meeting a friend of a friend for coffee. Much like real “set-ups,” I put this one off for a long time. Our mutual friend had introduced us months ago…
One of the things I enjoy most about my new life as a communications consultant is the variety it brings. One day I’m coaching a student on how to write a doctoral thesis… another day I’m editing a policy briefing… and the next I’m delivering a workshop on life skills for offices to a group of statisticians.
One of the joys of embracing a portfolio career later in life is that it provides an opportunity to integrate different strands of your professional identity. One challenge I didn’t foresee was how to assemble a wardrobe to complement those multiple selves.
Long ago and far away – back when I was still an academic – I once took a long drive home from a conference with a colleague.
There’s a popular children’s song meant to inspire kids to exercise. It’s called Head and Shoulders, Knees and Toes. If you’ve ever had children, grandchildren, step-children or just spent time with little kids, you’re undoubtedly familiar with it.
While home visiting my family over the holidays, my sister mentioned a few of the resolutions she’d set for herself this year.
Late one night, after a recent college reunion, I got to talking with a group of close friends. We’d had a few drinks. And having split our sides laughing over the course of two days about our shared pasts, we began to muse about our individual futures.
A year or so before I broke up with my therapist, I arrived at one of our bi-monthly sessions one day, plopped myself down, and announced that we’d be discussing career change. It was a few months after I’d been laid off from my job, and I was beginning to contemplate my next professional move.
I’ve got a confession to make: For the first time in my life, I’m enjoying work.
I realize that’s not exactly a shocking admission for those out there who find their work to be fulfilling.
But I’m well into middle age and have been working for the better part of three decades. And it’s only in the past few months that I wake up and truly look forward to the day ahead.