Some people know what they want to do for a career from the moment they can speak.
Some people are told what they are going to become, usually by parents or other family members and they do it.
And then there are people like me… wanderers.
I have no clue what I want to do for a career. I’m 26; one would think I would have some idea by now but nope. Nothing.
Instead I want to do everything and nothing.
I want to become a photographer and travel the world and take pictures of the beauty that I see in everyday things. But then again I want to work in a 9–5 office job for the rest of my life for the routine of it because then I would know what to expect and where my next pay cheque will come from and where my stapler is. And I would know that I would be home every day in time to watch Ellen.
I want to be a wedding planner and help couples create the most magical day of their lives. But then again I don’t want to work on weekends… or deal with psycho brides.
I want to be a food critic, or a secret shopper, or a judge on Americas Next Top Model, or a flight attendant, or a writer for Hallmark, or a sunglasses designer, or a professional blogger. But I don’t like any of those ideas enough, or have enough drive that I would want to do them for the rest of my life.
No not me, instead I will be one of those people who at 90 years old will have a list of (I’m assuming) 42 jobs that I have held in my lifetime.
And to be honest… its sounds so damn exciting!
