If only I could get paid for doing what I love!
'scuse the pun but I really feel like I'm being sapped of all my energy: a week off work has made me realise how my stressful job working with disengaged young people is affecting my health. The only thing that alleviates the feeling of dread on a Sunday night is the fact that I get paid enough money to pay for holidays to escape: not a good way to live life. In between holidays and time spent with family my garden is the only time I feel calm, relaxed and totally 'me' is when I'm pottering around in my little 6M x 6M garden. It became my sanctuary when I was going through bereavement, it's the place where I sit and write in my diary, it's the place where I feel a sense of achievement but its also taught me how to deal with setbacks not to mention the fact that I love getting my hands dirty! It gives me the chance to be creative and I've often found myself looking at the clock thinking: how can 6 hours have passed when I only came outside to do a bit of weeding? Why oh why can't I get paid for doing this in someone else's garden? Not only could I make someone else's garden neat tidy and weedfree but I'd also be on hand for a chat and I'd throw in a cake or two made from their produce That all seems too much like a dream but there must be something out there: some other job/career that could combine my love of gardening with my desire to help others... What do you lot think????