Social Enterprise

Job search did not resume as promised. I am too busy dodging and looking for jobs at the same time, if that makes any sense.

Life was getting even more complicated when I started auditing the "Social Enterprise" class at Berkeley. Due to scheduling conflict I had to (sadly) quit my board position in Sasha's preschool in order to make it to the class. The first class was GREAT! So many like-minded people, who wanted to make a difference in this world with their brilliant business ideas. Only problem was, the class was soooo full that people were sitting on the floor. Today an email from the professor pretty much told us last-priority-alumni-hopefuls that we won't be able to audit the class because it is too full. What a bummer!!!!

This is the thing about doing good in this world - there are so many people who want to do it that you might not get on the wagon!! Just yesterday I logged on to Kiva and they have run out of microloan applicants - every single business was funded!! It is UNBELIEVABLE.

Oh well.... If I can't figure out a way to do good, might as well go back to the good old consulting, which I do know my way around (somewhat). Will have several important calls over the next two days. Be back in a few.

Yours truly,
Nancy

Price for freedom

If you ever predicted that this blog would be short-lived, you were probably right. Things started to really happen around me right after I posted the first blog. I mean it was a pure coincidence of course. No one who called me about giving me a job ever read this blog. Nonetheless it was very interesting how life seems to turn on a dime (or a blog).

Following several interviews/meetings over coffee my stress level quadrupled. Big $ signs were staring at me, so was the prospect of going back to a hectic schedule immediately. How nice it would be to be able to replace our living room floor without dipping into our savings....And money would suddenly be a non-issue when it come to Andrei's piano ordeal - heck I can just hire tutors to oversee his practice sessions instead of enduring the torture myself. Yeah it is true that I don't have a lot of material needs but it surely would be nice to have so much more $$ to spend or save at will.

So why was I so stressed out when people were offering to pay me to start the next day? Is it possible that I actually relish my freedom, very much? What is the price that I would be willing to accept to give up my freedom, the precious time with kids, the evening classes at Berkeley? Strangely enough, i can't even put a price tag on it.

I realize that if I ever am to go back to work, it would have to be something I really love to do. Alternatively, if the price is right and my husband can stay home with kids and work on his startup, I would love to give him the chance to enjoy the blessed freedom that he so generously provided me for over a year. After all, the most fitting price for my freedom would be the freedom of my loved ones.

Yours truly,
Nancy
ps. Job search will resume this coming Thursday.