At any given point in my life I have wanted to be one of the following: an actress, Miss America (I didn't realize that wasn't a career choice), a lawyer, a writer, a teacher, a singer (still sort of do...not in the big time, mind you. Wouldn't it be so perfect to sing little ditties to a local crowd while strumming on my guitar? Only I don't own one. That and I can't play one.), a back-up dancer for Justin Timberlake, a Dallas Cowgirl (when I was young...don't hate), and a football player (not really, but as my mother's little feminist, I didn't really understand why girls couldn't play football, too).
Now I'm all grown up and I still want to be a writer. My time will come. But in the mean time, I don't know what to be. And I don't know how to find the right fit. I am an attorney, like it or not. I even have the card to prove that I am. And now I have a mountain of debt, a law degree, and a license, and I still haven't been invited to the ball. So I'm trying to think and think and think of other options.
Do I start a business? Like a day salon and spa...hmmm...anyone? No. Because I am far too risk averse. I couldn't live worrying all day every day about the success or failure of a business.
Do I go back to teaching? Texas is laying off 100,000 teachers (or so rumor has it...I didn't realize there were that many teachers to lay off). Besides the fact that I think that that is God's way of telling me to move it along because I am sooooooooooo over teaching!
Do I become a country singing star...haha! Not likely with my stage fright.
I think I'm a little old to become a football player...rusty joints and all. Ha!
Or do I just remain patient and hope that I find a position in a firm and what not?
Seriously, peeps. What up, yo? What do I do? I have gots to find me a gig...stat!
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