I decided to take a packing break and have a brainstorming session. Wow, does my head hurt! No, seriously, pounding headache!
While I am still wandering around in the sea of "what do I want to be when I grow up" I am trying to get this all onto paper so I can start making a plan. Yes, my nomad days are giving me a chance for more time, but I am hoping that little light bulb will illuminate in the dark room of my brain while I am roaming.
It's weird when you come across people who knew exactly what they wanted to do at an early age. These people kind of freak me out in a way. What do you mean you have known since you were 6 that you wanted to be a doctor? WHAT?? The last thing I thought about when I was 6 was what I was going to do for a living - my biggest thought was how I was going to kiss the cute boy in my class!
Ok, ok, at one point in my tiny little life I wanted to own a gas station like my dad. We all know how that turned out, thank goodness. Then I just thought I needed to go to college and just get a job, and one that pays. Well, I did that. And as it turns out that's not what I wanted either. There is nothing worse than collecting a large paycheck in exchange for the emotional trauma ensued from a small business owning loon - or loons in some cases.
So now I sit here, my eyes feeling like they are going to bleed and my head might explode and for the first time in my life - I clearly have NO idea what I want to do with my life.
2 comments:
Seriously, I could have written this post. I have no idea what I am going to do with my life once we get back from Africa. I have 1.5 years to figure it out. Sooner would be better though so I can start making plans.
How did this happen to us???
They say that the average adult has 5 careers in their life... not just jobs but totally different careers.
You'll figure it out... don't put pressure on yourself. Everything works out the way it should. :)
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