I Feel A Nudge

I'm really beginning to have second thoughts, which is quite unlike me.

Recently, a few people have said to me that i should probably return to private practice because firstly, i AM wasting my hard-earned skills and secondly my heart is in the right place and i would excel if i went back and do what i did before (i like this!). Ever since i left my previous job, the 3-alphabet, single-syllabled word which happened to be my dream ambition for the longest time ever, morphed into an uncouth word which left a bad taste in my mouth whenever i spoke about it. It's almost as if i'm embarassed to speak about my job because i don't do what i used to love (and still love, to a certain extent) anymore. Kinda like speaking about a lost love that you don't ever want mention again. I know it's bizarre.

Anyway, it so happened that a few friends have consulted me regarding their sick pets and it's apparent that i'm still quite tuned to that frequency. It's almost like second nature to me - the thought processes, the advice i'd dish out, the follow-up smses just to make sure the animal is fine. I kinda miss it all. If i ever go back to doing what i did before, i want to make sure i have the time and flexibility to juggle family, husband, dog, religion (not in order of priority!), just like i do now. I know that's a tad greedy, but i'm sure it's not impossible. I just need to find a suitable, more relak-jack place to work in, since the odds of finding a new family, husband, dog or religion that doesn't require me to invest any time or effort is close to zero. But for now, i'm happy where i am.

Oh btw, if anyone is interested to adopt a 4-year-old female golden retriever, please contact me either via the blog or email.

And as if all this subtle prompting from friends is not rousing enough, i've been approached to do a seminar on pet care with the SPCA. Don't get me wrong, i am over the moon at having such an opportunity, but it just makes me wonder if someone up there is trying to tell me something more. Oh, and did i mention i got accepted into the cat medicine course due to start in 2008 (i applied before i quit the last job)? Grrrrr. Wrong time, wrong place.

I'm getting tired of this half-naked grinning blue woman. This place needs a major facelift soon. I've got more to update but i'll leave it at this for the moment. For more on the upcoming wedding, updates of our journey is here. For more on Chester the Jester, head to his turf.