Today’s prompt:

What’s your dream job and why?

My dream job, huh? I guess this is assuming I could have this dream job and still be a mother. Being a mother has horrible hours, non-existent pay, and the clients are so demanding! In spite of all that, it’s probably the most rewarding job I can think of. But if I could have any job other than being a mom, I think I’d like to be a florist. Dream jobs are supposed to be kind of out there, right? I mean, I have no experience with floral design of any sort. Here’s what I think I’d like about it:

*It would be a good combination of social interaction and quiet time. I enjoy working with people and chatting–I liked this part of my job as a reference student at the BYU library. But in my dream flower shop, I’d also have some quiet time. Just me and some lovely flowers, music playing in the background.

*The cute shop, of course! A little bell that jingles whenever the door opens, pretty pastel palette, cute decor. Maybe I could sell some items brought in by local artisans. And lots and lots of flowers.

*I’d bring a smile to people’s faces. People would be happy to be in there picking out flowers for a loved one or for some fun gathering and there would be happy people on the receiving end, too, even if I couldn’t see them.  I’m happy when I’m helping and this might be a fun way to serve. And I can’t help but think that my spirits would be lifted, being in my own little shop surrounded by flowers.

Now don’t go bursting my bubble with all the realities. I don’t want to worry about the finances, or the grumpy customers, or the logistics of owning a shop. This is my dream job, remember?

I could call it Pansy Pearl Flowers after my grandmother (Pansy Pearl Kent) and my daughter (Amelie Pearl). Cute and alliterative.

Maybe I should take a floral arranging class some day…