Definitely not bored

I am not going to say I'm bored, I am not going to say I am bored. I am not!

Because I am not bored at all - it just seems like the days are passing by soooo slowly.  It's not that I necessarily want time to pass by quickly...well, unless it can be 45 months from now and I am retired from my current job but that's a different matter altogether.

In reality I've got enough going on both at work and at home that I can't do everything I want to in a day.  So I'm definitely not bored (and I'll keep telling myself that). I have a sense though that I'm on the cusp of some big change and what it might be is not entirely clear.  If fact, I haven't a clue what it might be.

When I've had these feelings before - it's happened more than a few times in my life - when life became routine and I'd say to someone I'm bored, all hell would break loose in my life.  The first time I can recall, my daughter was just 4 years old and we were living on my parent's farm in a house trailer.  I was working at a local bank branch.  Things were stable in my life, if a little boring, my parents took care of my daughter while I worked and life was simple.  Then one day I said to a friend, I'm bored.

It wasn't very long after that when my manager called me into the office to tell me that my job was being eliminated but they were offering me a position at another branch.  I asked specifically that it be north of the tree line in Saskatchewan but of course the offer was in Regina, a city smack dab in the middle of the prairies.  Within three weeks of our meeting I'd packed up my trailer, sending all my worldly goods south with Chuck and Fling's moving company (my brother and BIL), and moved with my daughter into an apartment, enrolled her in daycare and started my job at a city branch.  Life was no longer simple and easy!

Another time I was foolish enough to say I was bored was when my son was about 4-5 years old.  I had left the bank and was working for a trust company.  I'd worked right up until the day before his birth, took four months off, and went back early when I was offered a promotion. A couple of years later I was promoted again  and within two years I found myself working more hours than I would have liked, my home life revolved around getting kids fed, watered, into and out of bed, and driving them to babysitters, daycare, school and their activities.  I had no life outside of work and home and was feeling stagnated.  Then those three little words, I am bored, sealed my fate.

There were signs of change around me; at the branch we'd been downsized from a staff of 27 to a staff of 18 in just a year.  Not that there was any less work to do, but the trust company was losing money fast.  It was pretty apparent that it was only going to get worse so I decided to take a leap of faith and move on.  I quit my job, enrolled in university at the same year  my son started kindergarten.  I look back at that time and marvel at my tenacity...or perhaps it was simply foolishness...but we made it through the next 4 1/2 years while I finished my degree.  Again things weren't simple or easy for that time period.

I certainly don't regret the changes I've experienced.  If we hadn't moved to Regina, I wouldn't  have had my son nor would I have completed my education.  Had I not gone to university I wouldn't have the job and the security I have today.

Having described these periods in my life, perhaps this is why I'm feeling as I do today.  We've been in a constant state of change for the last couple of years, with still more changes on the horizon.  But my life is pretty simple, go to work, come home, do what needs to be done, and spend time with friends and family when time and schedules permit.  But I will not say I'm bored!  Who knows what that might bring.

How about you?  Have you ever had the sense that some change was imminent in your life?  Did it happen or did those feelings pass?