Apparently, the average Joe Blow has seven career changes in a lifetime. Seems a lot, doesn’t it?
In my case, between the ages of 14 to 23, I worked as a fairy storyteller, checkout chick, sales assistant, before- and after-school carer, medical receptionist, and even dabbled in modelling. (That last one sounds a bit pretentious thrown in, but once upon a time I was in a Weis Bar commercial — because I most resembled a blackberry. Getting paid to eat ice-cream was quite possibly the best day of my life, followed by the births of my daughters. Please allow me a moment to remember glory days…and, I’m done now. Ta.)
Now, according to the Oxford Dictionary, a career is defined as ‘an occupation undertaken for a significant period of a person’s life and with opportunities for progress’.
Based on that, the afore-mentioned certainly were not careers for me as, apart from telling fairy stories in a tutu like a boss, I was pretty ordinary at the rest of them.
If we’re talking a I’m-a-serious-grown-up career, it would be working in PR since I was 23. (Although, I might add I’ve never been terribly career-oriented. Second-in-command is about as high up the corporate ladder as I want to be. Despite being excellent at bossing Mr POW around, the thought of being a boss at work thrills me about as much as scraping dried rice cereal off the kitchen bench. As long as I like my workplace and colleagues, I’m as happy as a clam.)
Anyway, enough jibber-jabber. I’ve told you all that so I can tell you this: I’m hoping to start a new career.
It’s one that I really, really, REALLY want to work out, even though:
What is it, you ask?
Well, because it makes me a bit nervous to say it, I’ll lean in very closely and just whisper it, oh-so-quietly:
You see, the most amazing opportunity has landed in my lap: little ol’ POW is now in partnership with Australia’s biggest mothers’ network, Stay At Home Mum (SAHM). WOO HOO!
What does this mean for you?
My content will still be the same: I’ll be writing my regular randomness, but there will be a sponsored post thrown in now and again (and I’ll tell you when that happens). Eventually, you’ll see some advertisements on the site. There may be some rooly trooly kool competitions down the track, too.
But, for the most part, it’s an opportunity for me to be mentored by SAHM founder, Jody Allen, and her team. Jody began SAHM in 2011 because she wanted to share her experiences on how to survive and thrive on one wage after she was made redundant while on maternity leave (read more about her here). The site went absolutely gangbusters and now has more than 600,000 people visiting it every month and more than 330,000 Facebook fans. Amazeballs.
How did this all come about?
I’d submitted a couple of posts to SAHM when I first started blogging. Jody liked them, started following the blog and, when she came up with the idea of starting a blogger network under the SAHM umbrella, put in a call and asked me to be the first cab (blog) off the rank.
You can imagine how excited I was! It wouldn’t surprise me if her ears are still ringing after I screeched “YEEEESSSSS!” down the phone at her before she’d finished her second sentence.
The thing is – and I hope it translates across to you – I LOVE writing. After so many years working in the corporate communications world, it is heavenly to type in my ‘voice’. (PS. I hate that term; it’s my #1 BS Bingo word for bloggers.)
In saying that, I never intended to start a blog. It was born out of annoyance in January 2013. I’d written an article and submitted it to a popular site when, lo and behold, one of the site’s writers wrote an incredibly similar piece a few days after mine had been accepted. So similar, that even some sentences were the same. (Are you picking up what I’m putting down here?)
Not happy, Jan.
Right, I thought, if I’m going to write then I need to have a place where my work can be attributed. That’s how Pearls of Willsdom came to be. (Oh, and the name is a play on my surname and not because I pretend to have any wisdom, even though I can do 81 per cent of the easy crossword in The Australian.)
What does the future hold? I haven’t got a clue. All I know is I have to give blogging a crack. But may I ask a favour from you, folks?
I want you to trust me.
I want you to trust me to continue to write about things (whether I’m paid or not) that interest me and, in turn, you. The only reason I’m in this fortunate position is because you all keep hanging around and coming back for more.
Dear readers, you are my posse.
We’re all busy, but you take the time to read my posts, to comment, and to email. In particular, allow me to give the POW Facebook fans a huge shout-out; I feel like I know so many of you because you’ve always been open in sharing your stories, humour, and advice with me. And Nutella memes. (Geez, this is all sounding a bit Miss Universe. Watch out – I’ll be thanking God and wishing for world peace next!)
In a nutshell, I want this little corner of the internet to be a happy place you’ll always enjoy visiting when you’ve got a few minutes spare. I want to keep you engaged and entertained but, more than anything else, I want you to laugh.
I’ll be here if you will. Onwards and upwards!