Right Now

Hello terribly neglected blog of mine.  It’s only been six months since I have flexed and exercised my creative muscles.  Only.  Sheesh.  Liking to dig and get to the bottom of things, and let’s be serious, looking to find something to blame my own laziness on, I think I’ve got a good one.  Certainly lacking in Vitamin D, with my skin not having soaked up any rays in months, in addition to finding myself chilled to the bone nearly day and night, I’m pretty sure my creative muse must be lying frozen somewhere in one of the deep drifts and piles of snow that abundantly cover the landscape.  Snow in SoCal?  Yeah, not so much.  I write this sitting in a coffee shop curled up next to a toasty fireplace, clothed in boots, wool socks, scarf, sweater and all.  In Minnesota.  Yes, that Minnesota.  The Minnesota that is experiencing its coldest winter in decades.  The Minnesota that is consistently shown on the weather map with the lowest temps in the nation, including Alaska.  Ha!

So, no, I did not make it to sunny SoCal like I had planned on 6 months ago.  Sometimes life doesn’t happen exactly as we plan.  In fact, I find that to be the case most often.  But life does seem to have a knack for knowing how to lead us to exactly where we need to be.  And at just the right time.  “Right time, right place,” has been a mantra of mine for a while.  And it has once again struck true.

In my quest to move to the west coast, I took a one-month temp job here while I continued to hunt for jobs in CA.  Greatly enjoying that one-month, the opportunity arose to stay on permanently.  So here I am.  It is with my own shock and awe that I can claim to have found happiness in a so-called “normal job.”  Something I hadn’t ever anticipated to return to after my hiatus in yachting.  But here I am.  And even though I still don’t believe our bodies were made to work in offices for 40 hours a week, I have to say, still to my own amazement, that I drive home every evening with a smile on my face.  Grateful for the crazy, insane day I’ve just had. 

Even though my adventures have taken me back to the arctic tundra for yet another winter, working a M-F job (who would have guessed!), I have to say, I have no regrets because I know this is exactly where I am supposed to be.  For right now at least.  And right now is all I need to know.