Fight or flight,
Not quite that bad, but… Last Wednesday had a little incident and managed to create an issue with my ankle. Cant go into details at the moment but it still hurts a week later. So, the day job currently is driving a recovery truck, a job I enjoy for the challenge and the people, but mainly the people that are having a bad day and my pleasure of helping them in the hour of need is great. I have gone from times gone by hiding behind a computer, screen and a phone to a need for personal interaction. This is daily part of the joy, the hard part of my job is the time of my shifts, 12 hour days on a good day is hard. Sometimes it flies by and others drag, same as anywhere I guess.
Most of this I guess is a bit feeling sorry for myself, after a good few years of the odd day off sick and not needing any state handouts I suddenly find me grounded from a small incident and having to apply for said state handout ๐
Then having said that, it made me think about income, how vulnerable we are to life changing moments in life. We are a very materialistic country and people in the west, dumb people living on smartphones. But what if, and that’s where this is coming from. I have no life insurance is the horrible scary reality, my job is quite dangerous and whilst my role involves risk assessments on every job and continually checking all my angles there is an element of unknown.
Where am I going with this, no idea.. That’s not true, mainly, I need to consider the options carefully because having always enjoyed (mostly) recovery and 3 years later still finding the challenge I am having a want more moment, I can do more and I need to, is this the push and shove I need but never wanted? Could be,
Watch this space to see what happens, but then I am sure there are doubters amongst us that we say no, nothing will change..