A second act

I'm in a new place this year.
December 19th was my last day at the job I've had since college.
Bittersweet.
For the past year I've felt that my time there was done, and have wanted to move on but didn't want to leave until I knew what I would be doing next.
Control issues, I know.
But now, here I am....no job and no idea what will be next.
The boys are calling it my second act, or Bevolution (if you're a Goldbergs fan).  They have an ever growing laundry list of what I "could" do next.  Among them are:
Dog breeder
Dog groomer
Teacher
Travel writer
Book critic
Open an Etsy site
Movie critic
Right now I am surprisingly content to have no plan of my own.
Other than cleaning & reorganizing some closets at home.
Trying to relax and trust that the next right thing for me will come when it's supposed to.
Today the boys went back to school and I started cleaning a closet.....and made a giant mess.
I unpacked the final three boxes that have been sitting in our guest room since we moved six years ago.
We'll see what tomorrow holds.