So it has been brought to my attention that while I talk a lot about school, I failed to mention WHY I’m going to school. Well, that’s partly because I still don’t really know. Before we came out here, as most of you know, I worked for the Attorney General in Idaho. I LOVED my job, but mostly because of the people I worked with and the STUFF I worked on. Tobacco. So it’s not like I got a real good idea of what working with all types of law would be like. So, I guess what I’m trying to say is… is still don’t REALLY know. If you were to ask my major, that’s easier, I declared Political Science. But the more I think about it, the more I’m leaning toward doing something else. I figured I’d pick a major with which I could get a “real job” eventually. The more I see people succeeding at their “dream jobs” (doing what they love AS their career), the more I am pulled to try to do the same.
I realize I am not the best writer on the planet (and unfortunately this blog is not a testament to my “skillz” since when I am writing this I am generally wrangling Kaden or it’s the end (or beginning) of the day and I am just wiped out), but to freelance or write books is really where my passion lies. I figure every mediocre writer has an editor, so my stupid overlooked mistakes (and they are plentiful [!!!]) and typos wouldn’t be an issue. But of the last 5 books I’ve read, 3 of them have been by mediocre writers. In fact, the one I am reading now is a book about this British guy who decided to try to drive across America without using chain gas (petrol) stations, restaurants (caffs), or hotels. It’s a decent story, but it’s fairly poorly written. So, if someone can sell a book about that (hey, I bought it at least!), would someone be interested in reading about a 20-something American woman trying to make it in the Middle East? I’m guilty of lingering over books here about the secret lives of Iranian women, or the “love struggle” faced by a Brit who fancies a Muslim man.
I haven’t faced any major trials or tribulations on this journey thus far (thank Allah), but I HAVE been dealt some pretty curious cards (i.e. nearly getting stuck in Qatar with my infant… all alone and unable to contact anyone… so I sat down a cried in the middle of the airport while being stared at [and finally rescued] by more Muslims than I’d ever seen in my life, much less in one locale). *It should be noted that burkas and turbins are really scary when you've never seen them before in person... who knows why. They are just intimidating.
So… what am I studying? For now, “law and order” (hehe). We will see if that ends up amounting to anything. I chose it because it’s the one career I can see myself enjoying for next 40+ years. Stu says go for the “dream job” goal. I hear my Dad’s voice in my head telling me to get a real job. What do you think?
(side note: I consider it because Stu HAS a “real job”… so long as my son has health insurance, it makes me less weary of the prospect of us being broke AND healthcare-less while Mom tries to keep food on the table.)
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