As far back as I can remember I wanted to be a doctor. Someone, maybe it was my grandmother, possibly my mom, said I could be a nurse. No, I wanted to be a doctor. At some point I decided to specialize and become a cardiologist. I had this habit of hiding when my dad would come home from work and then I would jump out and yell BOO! He said one day he would have a heart attack because of my scaring and I told him I not to worry, I would save him.
At around 5 years old I wrote my first short story. I still remember the story, but have long lost the actual book. Yes, I folded pages in half and made it into a small book. I am sure I remember it better than it was and it was an odd story for a 5 year old to write. Some time in elementary school I attempted to write another story, but had so much trouble with the dialog that it did not get much further than a few pages of description. I can write a mean descriptive work. This has proved useful in my college studies.
After high school I attempted community college and a Journalism degree. I did not last one semester. It was not that I could not do the work; my heart just was not in it. I decided to get a job, and then to get married and start a family (not necessarily in that order). These things do happen. I became a bank teller. My first real job and the first time I got fired! But, I loved the numbers. I decided to study accounting; I have an A.S. in Accounting. I have held several positions in accounting and bookkeeping, but accounting and bookkeeping is monotonous! I like a little variety. So, I paid attention to computers and could build my own if I so desired. I have fixed several and even convinced my sister to try it. In my last two positions I have held minor IT functions as well as my bookkeeping/accounting duties. At least it was something different.
Now, as I approach the home stretch on my B.A. in Accounting I am again re-evaluating what I really want to do with my life. I am a good bookkeeper. I would be a good accountant. But is that enough? I know I do not have to be an accountant with this degree. I could be a business manager, executive of some sort, anything, within reason, as far as business goes. Again, business is so boring and monotonous. There are people who are best suited and great at these tasks. Me, not so much. I am disorganized, mostly. I daydream, constantly. I think stories in my head as I am driving down the road and am at peace. If I could get my thoughts to automatically transpose into written word I would have many stories, some good, some not so much. Unfortunately, that is not an option and I tend to forget my thoughts by the time I have pen and paper (or laptop and keyboard). My thoughts are lost to the deep recesses of my mind, rarely to resurface.
Maybe I will figure it out by the time I get that degree. I hope.
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I love this. I’ve never known what I wanted to do and ended up floating through school and college because of it. Now I’m in a strange job in an admittedly weird city.
Sometimes I can’t imagine doing anything else and I love it and all its exciting, freaky layers.
Other times I think, what is a girl like me doing assaulting taxi cab drivers with a four foot long whip? And why am I wearing a funny hat?
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