Some times I ask the Universe a question and it answers right back.

Like yesterday, when I ran into trouble with my blogging tool, since it doesn’t allow ads. I need to either host my own instance of the tool or move to another tool, which will take a few days to research and I would rather write.

So, I take Baby Girl to Genuine Joe’s Coffeehouse for a Jelly gathering. Jelly coordinates meeting places and times for people who usually work from home so they can work, collaborate, and bounce ideas off each other. Here is a video about Jelly. This is my first time to meet with the goup. I bring my laptop so I can start the research about blogging tools.

So, I meet Dusty and I’m telling him about my blogging question. He says he has hosted his own instance using the same tool and gives me the scoop about that. Then Marcus points out limitations with the tool I was thinking of moving to. So, the two questions I had just the day before were answered before I hardly even tried. And Baby Girl was having a good time, eating from her bottle and smiling a lot.

(One funny part – the coffee shop didn’t have a changing table and Baby Girl was smelling funny. The best place to change her was a coffee table where Joey, also with the Jelly group, was working. I read his name tag and said “Hello Joey, I’m Carol. I hope you don’t mind, but I need to change my baby’s diaper on this table.” This may not have gone over well with just any body, but Joey was a Dad and he said “Sure!” And he didn’t even flinch when we saw just how messy Baby Girl’s diaper was.)

Besides thinking about my blogging tool, I had also been thinking about my career (I’m on leave from my job as a software project manager), motherhood, writing and what it looks like to do all of that. Then a friend from church introduced me to Barb Cooper who is very funny and has a successful blog, column and book, which are all the things I want some day. She has a great spirit about her and she gave me some sound advice. I’m in a place where I can create the life I want. It isn’t our Mom’s generation when I must stay home and the next generation when I must focus on my career. She said “There are no Career Police. And there are no Mother Police either.” It is a little unsettling to be in a place with no clear boundaries and pretty exciting too.
Hmm, what should I think about next?