Recently I reported via my Facebook status that I had lost my joy where shopping was concerned. An old college chum commented “I hope it was brief”. She knew me in my youth when shop ’til you drop was a form of feminine weekend warrior pursuits. Read Full Article
50 Something Moms
I have a confession to make. When I lived in the United States, I was a have. My teaching position provided me and my family with Lexus like health benefits. The co-pays were manageable and even the prescription drug package worked more or less within the budget.
My doctor was actually a nurse practioner, but she was fabulous. She listened and accepted my googling and input into my own care. Same day appointments were almost never a problem and the clinic she was attached to even had limited walk-in clinic hours on the weekends. There was never an issue about getting refills over the phone or her faxing the pharmacy with orders.
Now I live in western Canada. The province of Alberta was one of the few that charged an annual fee to its residents for the universal health care they received. I was a bit stunned to discover that for a single person, it was about $525 CAN a year. I don’t think a U.S. citizen could find an insurance company which would charge so little per month. However, most Albertans disliked the fee and come this January, the province is eliminating it completely. Health care will be a right of residency. Read Full Article
Another of my pieces at 50 Something Moms will go into syndication the week of December 1st. I am pretty thrilled and slightly impressed with myself though goodness knows why. It’s not like anyone is paying me money and isn’t that how we are ultimately measured?
Well, maybe not. I would like the opportunity to measure myself monetarily just a bit though where this whole writer gig thing is concerned. I keep hoping someone with the authority to say “Hey, come and write for us” will read me during one of these syndication opportunities because I haven’t any idea who to go to on my own – and believe me I would as I have no shame – or where there is a market for the kind of writer I am, at least on the Internet.
Writing is like real estate. It’s location and a bit of timing and a whole lot of salesmanship.
You can find my next syndicated piece here and my last offering here, if you haven’t caught it already. Let me know what you think!
