I spent a good chunk of today gathering and prepping allll the paperwork needed to do our taxes. Oh, I don’t do them, no no no; numbers are not my strong suit and I would inevitably screw something up and break the internet and the zombies would win and that would just be the end of that. I gather everything to take to a nice tax professional and pray that it is a quick bit o’ adding and thus not a ginormous (and unexpected) tax preparation bill.
But while gathering and humming and watching five inches of heart-attack snow land gently on the fifty year old branches hanging over our humble abode, I came smack up against my reality.
Taxpayer occupation: mumblejumbleIdon’tevenunderstandwhathedoes
Spouse occupation: homemaker
And that’s not just “homemaker,” but hoooomemaaaaakerrrrrr, like it’s slowing down and echoing down a large metal hallway, eerie music and all.
Even before having my masters degree ripped to shreds yet again in front of my eyes this afternoon, I’ve been struggling with the “what do you do?” question. I have no quick answer, no elevator pitch. I’m more than any one thing.
But…I’m also a flutist (teacher and amateur performer)…and a writer.
Let’s not forget a homeschooler. I do a lot of that.
I do quite a bit of freelance work. I call it freelance rather than “I will do anything for a paycheck short of selling my soul, just name it.”
Volunteer work is big in my life, through gifted organizations and school and homeschooling.
I’m a vocal advocate for the needs of gifted kids and their parents (especially their parents, including a book to come out summer 2014 on their needs); how do you slip this little tidbit into the quickie-don’t-really-care-but-asking-to-pass-the-time “what do you do?” conversation without diving into a hot mess?
And, oh yeah, I’m a wife and mom. You know, a homemaker.
Interesting how “Jen” gets more and more squished, hm?
I am every one of those things, passionately, but I am more than my descriptors.
I am simply the Venn diagram of my life.