The lemonade that I’ve made my life’s lemons from is sour. I keep trying to dump in more sugar but it’s no use. How did I get here? My life was so well planned. I went to college, got good jobs, got laid off from good jobs, found new good jobs, and now after all of these years my skill set is rusty. How did I get here?

The paragraph above could be recited by thousands of people – through no fault of their own. They did everything right, or at least they tried. But it’s frustrating to find out that after working your butt off to get the house with the mega mortgage that’s now underwater, and the car, not the shiny one but the practical one, and the 2.5 kids, or just the one, that you’re rusty. You’ve tried to keep up your skillset but the local employers want young (and cheaper). You can’t move because you can’t unload your house without wrecking your credit. And those new good jobs that once existed, don’t exist for you. So what’s next?

Buzzword – reinvent. Become your own boss. Do your passion. Except you were doing your passion all along. Now what? How did I get here? I have a lot of years left to live which is diametrically opposed to the amount of potential career opportunities.

I see a lot of entrepreneurs who are making it work. At least it looks like it’s working. How many are as successful as their websites claim they are? Cynical? Yes. Hopeful? Absolutely! What other choice do I have than to be hopeful?

The sad and happy thing is that I’m not alone. There’s a lot of butts in this boat. And it ain’t the HMS Titanic. But it does leak. A little. How to keep the leak from growing bigger is the conundrum.

So I observe. The ones who appear to be successful have one thing in common – their positivity. They’re upbeat. They smile. They look for the donut, not the hole.

So I choose to look for the donut too. Is it a challenge to change a negative mindset to a positive? Always. Will I be successful? I hope so. I just have to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.

It’s always good to have a goal. Once that goal is accomplished you move on to the next goal. And the next. And the one after that. Oops. I’ve finished all of my goals. Now what? I can’t think of another goal. I know I should be able to but . . . I’m drawing a blank.

At a recent podcasting conference, I surrounded myself with upbeat, positive people. All of their goodness uplifted me for a few days. Then it was back to “the real world”. How soon that goodness dissipated.

So what am I doing about it? Well I’m glad you asked. I’m looking to the future. I’m taking a left turn and not thinking about “the real world” but working on creating a “new world”. I’m writing a book which will take some time, as all worthwhile projects should. I’m putting my thoughts and goals out to the universe in hopes that they’ll be echoed back to me in goodness. And I’m breathing in and out every day. Getting up in the morning and going to bed at night. Sometimes too late at night, but still. And I’m doing the things that I love to do like read books. And dance. And listen to smooth jazz. And podcasts. And continue to learn from others who are successful, or at least appear to be from the claims on their websites. Because after all, it’s a marathon, not a sprint.
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