Sincerely, Me
I was WAY over forty when I said the following:
“How I know I’m 25ish in career-path years: In every interaction where I see a need, I think, ‘this is my new passion. I could do that.’”
Later, non-needs intrigued me, too. I wanted to be in movies, books, or Instagram—anything people wanted in their life. Anything that seemed more like me than the job I was in, about which I usually felt uncertain.
There weren’t a lot of book or movie options in my town so I looked outside of it and still haven’t landed in a ton of certainty career-wise. I know this partly because the T-Mobile building in our town has a bold color scheme, and when I drive by I wonder if it might be nice to work somewhere that approved that shade of pink.
Oy vey.
When I rule out retail, I try to think of inventions. Recently, I could not stop obsessing over a brilliant idea to create a box of note cards. They would have prewritten greetings and the tiniest blank space for “love” and a signature because I decided writer’s block is what keeps people from sending handwritten notecards more often. And how awesome is it to get handwritten mail??
I still like the idea, but not enough to try and stand out in a market that already has it.
These Kate Spade notecards are my faves. I love the colors, the simple sayings (thank you, so good, bravo…), and the convenience of having four different things to say, perfectly printed on a card I can grab from my desk, stamp, and send without standing in a card aisle at a grocery store for thirty minutes.
Maybe I’ll design my own set someday. Today, I’m blogging about Kate Spade’s version because I love them, and because blogging about things I love is one thing in life about which I feel certain. 💗