This blog was MIA for so long, I am certain I lost even the most dedicated of my readers. That’s okay, since things were getting a little weird for awhile. It’s better now, SO MUCH BETTER, and I am going to try to write something here as often as I can, even if it’s the most boring type of post. I have to write. Have to.
This life of mine seems to be approaching a crossroads. I’ve spent the last five years in service to the kid and the house, not really thinking or having to think about what I want to do. Next year, Jillian will be in school full-time and I will have a lot of open hours with which to do… what? I don’t even know.
Obviously, I need to go back to school but for what? I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. It would make sense to study something that I can use for a job but the prospect of that is so incredibly boring to me that I don’t know if I could stand it. Then again, if I go back to school to study something I’m truly passionate about, there just aren’t jobs of that nature. Ooh, vague. That’s not to say that I don’t have ideas. I have tons of ideas, but I need to figure out where I should aim my focus in order to foster these ideas and maybe even give them life.
So that’s the dilemma. Do I do the practical thing or not? And what IS that practical thing, anyway? I have the ability to do just about anything, which is probably the main part of the problem. Once again, it boils down to me being JUST TOO AWESOME. It’s a curse, I tell you.
Haters will read that and roll their eyes and accuse me of being full of myself, but the ones who get it will understand that when you have too many choices, it can cause paralysis. That’s my situation. I can do anything I choose to do, but what to choose? It’s possibly the most luxurious position to be in, and while I know it inspires envy, it’s a difficult place to be, believe it or not. It would be so much easier if I just had some closed doors.