Friday, July 25, 2008

10 years from now

I am due to have my annual review at work next week. And my boss keeps asking me where do I see myself in 10 years...and he wants an answer during my review.

The problem is, that I don't know. How can I know? 10 years ago when I was 22 I would never have said "I think I want to run a kitchen in a convent for nuns." 2 years ago I had the job I wanted, I loved what I did, I loved getting out of bed everyday, I loved going to work.

The problem is not the job, it's me. This is a great job, and I am very lucky to have it, but I just don't love it. The company I worked for for 10 years went bankrupt, and closed in January of 2007. I was lucky to find work so quickly. I was never the stay-at-home-mom kinda girl, but when I was off last year with my kids, it was the best feeling in the world. It was so carefree, we go anywhere or go nowhere, it didn't matter, I had the kids and they had me. But staying home is not an option. We need 2 incomes.

So I have a week to ponder.

I love to bake, and I think I am a talented cake decorator. But it is hard to get a job as a baker or cake decorator that pays what I make now. Also since I do have a culinary degree, but not one that shows a concentration in baking lack of schooling is often an issue. What to do????

I would love to be able to work form home. Baking would fit that bill, but I think I just scarred to take the next step. I scarred to put myself out there. What if people hate my product? What if they hate me? Could I be a good salesperson for my own product?

That review will be here before I know it. But so will 10 years from now.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

So I love cake...

There I admit it. I love cake! White, chocolate, red velvet, marble, carrot... this list could go on forever. I also love frosting! Frosting, icing, glazes, ganache... this is probably why I am at Weight Watchers for the 5th or 6th time. I wish it were easy. Sometimes I wish I could eat what I want. Well I could, but I would be as big as a house. Richard Simmons would show up with a crane and get me out. I have no self control. But I'm learning. I don't want my kids to have to struggle with weight when they get older. And guess what, they love cake too.