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One Cupcake at a Time

by M S Evans 4 years ago in happiness
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Chronicles of a Lost Writer

Beginning... Again.

I know it's super cliche, but my life just got turned upside down all over again.

My husband won't be living with me for a few months due to work obligations, and I just left the job that was making me miserable. For the first time in a while, I feel truly free. I feel like my dreams are closer than ever now and that the sky is the limit to what I can accomplish.

But let me start from the beginning. Well, sort of the beginning.

When my husband and I first met, I was experiencing extreme tunnel vision. I only had three years of college left to go and I thought it was normal to be overwhelmingly unhappy on a regular basis. I was using work and school to avoid my personal and spiritual issues.

And that's when he walked in.

Sexy ginger hair. Strong, gruff arms, and eyes that would glow and change color in the light of the evening sun. Every time he spoke he would ignite my mind with new ideas and possibilities for the future. He would often talk about his plans to serve the country and settle down on a farm with a wife and children. He made life seem so adorably simple, and yet no one thinks quite the way he does anymore.

That inspired me to start thinking outside of the box and pursue something other than my dead dreams of finishing school and resolving to be alone for the rest of my life.

I now want to start a business and buy land so that I can raise food, alpacas and children.

Yeah, I know it sounds crazy.

But I think I need to stop worrying so much about what other people think and just live my dreams.

Which is why I quit my job to go work at a bakery.

Yeah, even crazier, I know.

Ever since I was a kid I've wanted to be three things: an actress, a waitress, and a baker.

When I was 17, I became a waitress. For one whole summer I got to smile and wear V neck shirts to get better tips. It was a lot of fun working with other girls and making people laugh. But with college just around the corner, I knew I couldn't stay. It was time to move on.

So I went to college majoring in Undecided until I finally settled on Psychology. I really enjoyed learning about the deep, dark inner workings of the human brain. It was fascinating to learn things that I never knew were possible and discovering things about myself that I never knew before.

Unfortunately, at the same time, I got lost. I forgot the things that were most important to me and I felt like I was falling through nothingness. The only thing that brought me to life was a poster for the school play. Seeing it ignited a spark within me that was lost so long ago. Two plays, a marriage, and a graduation later, I found myself traveling.

I got to experience a real California sunset. I got to watch whales migrate. I walked the Golden Gate Bridge. It was amazing. Then we moved again. Away from the perfect weather and the beaches, we moved south.

I lost myself yet again to indecision and landed in a job that I dreaded going to day after day. At the same time, I was afraid of leaving. The job paid well, but the work was horrendous. It was not the best environment to be in, so when I finally resolved to leave I dusted off my resume and said, "Who cares what anyone else thinks? I've got to take risks or I'll never get anywhere!"

That's when I remembered my third dream.

One Google search later and I found a cake decorator position available at a local bakery. To my dismay, the position had been posted for nearly a month. It was probably already filled.

But that didn't stop me. I called as soon as I could and asked if the position was still open.

"Yes of course!" The excited woman on the other line said.

With my heart beating wildly out of my chest I managed to ask what the best time was to come in. I found myself there the next day with my heart trying to leap out of my chest. This was my chance.

I stepped out of the car, and made it all the way to the front door. There was a sign up that read:

"Now hiring a cake decorator and a front counter assistant"

I breathed a sigh of relief.

If I couldn't be a cake decorator I at least had a chance to get out of my current, soul sucking predicament.

Two days later I had a successful interview, had a hard talk with my old boss, and Shazam! I start on Monday! It's just going to be office work for now, but I'm 110 percent okay with that.

I'm so excited to learn new things and I hope I'm at this job for years to come.

Everyone there was so nice to me when I first walked in the door. It's a true family environment surrounded by cakes and cookies galore. I'm so excited for this opportunity.

This is my time to make something amazing of my life, one cupcake at a time.

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