Living the Dream


Clearly, I have no fears of being repetitive because I'm aware this isn't the first time I've written on this particular subject matter.

I often joke that whoever decided the work day should be at least eight hours and the work week should be longer than the weekend, clearly didn't have to work.  It saddens me when I really think about the amount of time spent sitting in my little cube and the minimal amount of time I get to truly live my life.  I'm trying to be better at managing my time, but that's a work in progress for sure.

Another joke I like to make is that I have yet to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.  I really don't know what made me think as a child that adults have it all figured out.  The older I get, the more I realize it's kids that have the right idea of how to live life.

I've come up with some career ideas that I think I would be great at, though at best, they're slightly far-fetched.

Professional Coffee/Lunch Date
If I could figure out to receive monetary compensation while being the person that my friends could always rely on to grab a cup of coffee or eat lunch with, I believe I would have found the perfect job for me.  How great would that be?

Stay-at-Home Dog Mom
First of all, I realize this wouldn't be socially accepted as a job, but I think it's fantastic.  I know Sam and Dani would back me up.

Country Singer
For as long as I can remember, I've dreamed of being a singer of some sort.  Never mind stages and microphones terrify me and reduce my legs to jello.  Small details.

Book Reviewer
Though mostly joking, I think I could be halfway good at this, unless of course I had to read/review a book I didn't like or couldn't get into.  When I was selected to review a copy of John Grisham's latest novel, Calico Joe, I realized it was a task I could get used to.

This idea is not a joke at all.  In fact, getting to do this, would really be living the dream.  This is the thing in my life that I "just need to put my mind to" because I would love to make my living writing.  At least once a week I tell myself to sit down and write for my sports blog.  Does it happen?  Not even a little bit, but it will. Eventually, I'll get tired of my procrastination skills, shove my fear of rejections and succeeding (they're sometimes one in the same) out of the way, and write towards my dream.

So though I might not be any of the things I mentioned above yet, living the dream is like living life; it's just a matter of getting  up and starting.  And like Mark Twain once said, you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do.


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Steve Finnell said...
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Helena said...

Haha, I love this post! It would be great to be a perma-lunch date, wouldn't it? I also think I'd excel at book-reading... giving quick "yep, good" and "no, skip" reviews. That would be aces.

Ashley M said...

I'm pretty sure on a weekly basis I whine to Adam that I wish I could be a stay at home doggie mama! If you make it happen let me know how! I'm with ya sister!

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