South central Missouri was another one of those places I had never been before. I'm such an adventurer that I thought, "why not?" when offered the job there.
My parents had recently died and I had lost contact with my brothers. I just HAD to get back to the United States. I was a 47 year old orphan! Or so I felt.
I wanted roots and being the midwest girl I am, Missouri seemed like a perfect fit.
I soon found out, however, that the restlessness I was feeling wasn't just wanting to go back to the States, having a new job or finding roots. My restlessness was ME.
After 20 years of government service I as bored out of my mind! It didn't matter what the job was or where it was, I was sick and tired of working 7:30-4:30 and having to ask permission to run an errand in the middle of the day; I was sick and tired of following rules that may or may not make sense to me; I was sick and tired of being told what to do. PERIOD.
Then one day when I was bored silly at work, I was surfing the web and came across a site that offered a 5 day clinic in Vancouver, British Columbia on how to become an internet marketer and make a bizillion dollars in just a few short months.
Sign me up! I was going to blow this popsickle stand and tell the government "thanks, but no thanks."
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