I mean, I chose this, sure. I wanted to do something different. So don’t get me wrong – I’m not complaining.
Now, if I had been working a normal job that wasn’t dependent on a static September through June commitment, I could’ve stayed until I found something else. But since sticking around would’ve meant essentially committing to another year at the same job, away I went. Well, strike that – I could’ve left in the middle of a school year, but that would’ve made me a jerk.
The short term plan hasn’t changed: do some temping to put some $ in the bank account while I look for something more permanent. But I keep asking myself – what do I want to do when I grow up?
I’ve come up with a few things:
1. be a nice person
2. cook chicken without freaking out about touching raw meat
3. write a novel
4. be a cool wife, sister, daughter, and someday mom
5. show Jesus to people
6. smell pretty good
7. run a flat half marathon. flat. did I mention flat?
I haven’t found a job description with these qualifications yet, but there’s a lot of stuff listed on Indeed.com. I’ll find it.
In the meantime, I’m working on fleshing out my resume as a human being: I usually smell pretty good (although my husband recently confessed to me his relief that I’m no longer consuming large amounts of garlic hummus), sometimes show Jesus to people, and am going to do National Novel Writing Month (shoot, public announcement means I actually have to do it, don’t I? ).
I still don’t like touching raw chicken, but I’m a pretty devoted carnivore, so I’ll get there.
What do YOU want to be when you grow up?