What could I do?

Certain things happened this week that started me thinking about what job I could do if I lost the one I have. I was very lucky to get it after being unemployed while raising my children for years, and apart from the skills all parents learn I didn't have anything else to offer.

That is except for my gift for the gab, yep can talk till I lose my voice, and type till my fingers are crippled with pain LOL.

So I'm 52 yrs old, why would a potential employer want to hire me? I can drive a horde of whining children around for hours so maybe a school bus driver. I can cook a meal out of absolutely nothing, maybe a prison cook. I can kill spiders, cockroaches and other creepy crawlies, maybe an exterminator. I can totally ignore the children yelling around me while I'm on the phone or watching TV, hmmmm a security guard has to focus, so maybe one of them. I pay no attention to the cries of Mummmmmmmmmmm (insert name here) won't let me...... maybe an editor (well they mostly edit out the spelling mistakes and I'm sure they don't get distracted easily). I can operate machinery (a lawn mower, whippersnipper and the washing machine and dryer), to me they are all heavy except for the whipper snipper, so maybe I could become a crane operator down at the docks.

I can get 3 children, dressed, fed and out the door in no time, sounds like the army for me (drill sergeant I'm thinking). I can preform my own computer maintenance, hook it up along with the TV, cable, and DVD player, I could be a sparky (electrician). I can unblock drains, and I'm pretty sure I can get my track pants to hang down low enough to show butt crack, so that's a plumber. I can drive an old lady around to her appointments and help her in and out of the car, and if I try really hard I can do it without any sarcasm about age and being a cripple, so that would be a job in an old folks home. I remember to feed the cat most of the time, a vet or maybe a zoologist. I can get myself dressed reasonably well, a fashion designer. I am absolutely the funniest person in the world, a comedian. I have sage advice (really I just like to tell people what to do) so that makes me a psychologist and a psychiatrist in one (I actually thought they were the same, pfft who cares they charge too much and I don't see the point in them). I can spot a broken bone, particularly if you can actually see it poking through the skin, and I can tell when stitches are required or just a band aid, just call me Doctor.

And of course I can write, so I could be a world famous author, spinning tales that everyone wants to read, I'd win awards and there would be movies made from my books. This is of course where the gift of the gab comes in, I really probably couldn't be any of those things, but hey I could give it a go. So there is other options out there, not that I need something else, which is just as well, cause I'm also really lazy and I'd be great at being a couch potato if they paid me to do it.

Catch ya