Day 15 of the Blogtember Challenge, Bailey Jean of Brave Love Blog's fun and fabulous link up which encourages bloggers to post every day for the month of September using provided prompts.
Today's prompt: What is the craziest adventure you've ever been on?
I have to admit honeys, when originally scanning through Bailey Jean's list of prompts I had decided to skip this one altogether. As much as I do try to follow each prompt for the thirty days, there are usually one or two I don't write take part in. The first of these was going to be this one and the next (and the same one I've skipped each year) is to record a vlog.
I don't vlog honeys, I have no idea how to and I'm no where near confident enough either. Anyway, back to today's prompt :) I'm not the kind of person who has adventures I suppose. I'm not interesting or exciting, not even a little bit and neither is my life I'm afraid.
I thought so long and hard about this prompt and as I said I was about to give up and just skip today's post, move along nothing exciting to see here, when I thought to myself, "have you really lived your whole life and have nothing to talk about? Nothing at all that could be considered even a teeny bit exciting? Even if it's just to you?"
I've noticed others today have mentioned meeting their partners but (and I know Hubby won't mind even a little bit about my saying this) I really don't count that as an adventure. We met outside the cinema in a queue and got chatting but even if Hubby & I had been born on the other side of the world from each other the fates would have found a way for us to meet. I know that in the marrow of my bones.
We were absolutely destined to be together. We are so alike! I can remember in our dating days, when we both still lived at home, I sent a card to him once and his Mother, my beloved and much missed Mother in law, commented that when she picked up the post she wondered why he'd written himself a letter because our handwriting was so similar :) You know those matching salt & pepper shakers that look very odd on their own but look so right when side by side? That, dear ones describes Hubby & I to a tee and I'm fine with that :) Our natures, our hobbies, thoughts, and interests are so in sync it's scary :)
Goodness, I'm waffling! Back to today's topic then... An adventure. The only thing I can really think of that might remotely match today's prompt is college. Maybe college. At the age of 29 I decided I wanted a change in my life and after many discussions with Hubby, my beloved Gramma and Mother in law (two ladies I was truly blessed to have in my life) I made the decision to go to college.
Decision made, I was beyond terrified at first! I had applied to study Law and was told in order to be accepted onto my HND course of choice I would have to complete an NC course first. So, that's what I did. I studied for and passed my National Certificate in Office Technology (Business & Secretarial Studies.) Towards the end of my course I re-applied to join the HND (Higher National Diploma) course in Scottish Law (we have an entirely different legal system in Scotland than that used in England, Wales & Northern Ireland honeys)
Those two years were among the happiest in my life. I made friends, laughed a whole lot, spent so, so many hours in the library and passed my course with thirteen meritorious passes which gained me admission to an MA degree course (in Ancient Civilizations - History & Philosophy) at the University of Glasgow. While at Uni (like so many other students) to help pay bills I temped in so many offices, then worked for solicitors (thanks to my NC & HND I am a qualified paralegal) but nothing made me happier than a daft wee retail job I had over one Christmas break.
So, after having been very ill for a while and wanting to get back to work I dusted off my CV and started applying for jobs I came to realize I didn't even really want. There wasn't that buzz, that excitement that should be there at the thought of going to work someplace. Then I chatted with my much loved Mother in law one afternoon and told her my woes and, as she always did bless her, she pointed me in the right direction :)
Do what makes you happy she said. So I did. I started applying for retail jobs which led me to my present position and even though it can be exhausting at times, even though we sometimes have to cope with rudeness and sometimes even abuse from customers (the stories I could tell you!) even though the salary is minimum wage, I smile when I'm there, I'm happy, I look forward to seeing regular customers every week and I absolutely love my job!
This little peanut was a gift a long time ago now and I adore him :) I was told, many years ago, "the man who loves his job never does a days work in his life" and I think I get that honeys :)
Till tomorrow dear ones, smile lots and hug even more, huggles always xxx