Lots of parent soul searching while I’m out here, do I live for my kids or start living for me? I’ve never been good at discipline with the kids, he really needs someone strict to just get him going and not have a meltdown (like I already did). I want to help him, I’m just not sure I’m the person for the job? He doesn’t listen to me at all.
I did make a decision about going back to school for a music degree, not going to happen. I’ve been practicing every day down at this music store for the same price an hour I pay for parking in Walnut Creek. Yesterday I headed towards the music department practice room at NMSU to hear some of the students…I’m in between. The person playing was a definite beginner, the person playing at the music store was incredible. What’s a music degree going to get me?
That said, I wouldn’t mind setting my keyboard up here to practice in the garage or something.
I had a dream I was asked to be the co-pilot on a charter flight in a jet. At first I got on with the passengers, then I remembered I was supposed to fly the plane about 5 minutes before take off. I grabbed my headset to go into the cockpit where there were other female pilots and we all had our own “stations.” It wasn’t a normal cockpit, it was more like an auditorium with people, food, a stage, the male captain, and even a band playing. There were 3 or 4 of us women co-pilots. I was trying to find the landing speed – in case there was a remote chance I would land the plane – when I opened my headset case to see my kids had swapped it out for a headset that didn’t work.
There were some other things in the dream that came up, somehow I was recommended to be a pilot on that crew randomly.
In real life, my first attempt to get a pilots license was a disaster. My written was timing out, the plane I was flying had exhaust problems so I was trying to get used to another plane for my check ride and another instructor. I set the two weeks aside to have the kids at my mom’s house so I could just focus on finishing up with no distractions and the whole thing fell apart. The kids got sick, I couldn’t send them to my mom’s.
The “Good ‘ol Boy” pre-check didn’t know it was a pre-check and gave me a lecture at the end about the levels he needed to sign off on before I got to the unicorn level. I paid about $50 for the bullshit lecture that didn’t apply to me. The last blow was going to lunch with my mom’s best childhood friend to find out she had stage 4 lung cancer. It wasn’t time, I shelved it for a few years and let me written time out.
When I did re-take the written a few years later, it went by very fast. My CFI told me it took him years to get his initial license, a few months to get the higher ratings.
What does any of this mean? I don’t know, if I had it figured out I’d be the first to write about it.
I do know I have a few options:
-Captains license where I could charge people to sail
-Continue getting IFR/commercial with my pilots license & possibly get a few years of work in before the mandatory retirement.
-Get IFR just to cut through the fog and commute back & forth to my mom’s house so she can stay at home? Fly out here, fly my son to his tournaments when he does start to compete again.
All I know is that I don’t have a future in music, people are REALLY talented and I have no desire to practice hours every day to catch up, if that’s even possible? An hour a day is perfect.