I’m working from home today (and clearly you can see how hard I’m working) so I have a little time to catch up on blog reading and GASP! writing. Since I sort of, um, gave up Reverb 10 I’m getting excited to write again. I thought what I needed was a push to write and pre-selected topics to write about. But I think what I really needed was a reminder of why I write and why I love it. In some weird roundabout way, Reverb did that, just not in the way it was probably supposed to. Anyway. I wouldn’t say I’m “back” so to speak, but I would say I’m feeling better about myself, my writing, and my blogging. Yay!
Katie over at She likes ruffles, he likes truffles wrote a great post in response to a Reverb prompt. If you didn’t click the link and read it (shame on you), the post was about the timeline she set for herself when she was younger and how all hasn’t gone according to plan. This really inspired me to write about how my life timeline hasn’t gone exactly the way I pictured.
To understand where I’m about to go with this, you have to know the example set by my mom. My whole life my mom has been a single, working mother. She had me at 35. I was a “surprise.” She had a very successful career in TV news, no husband (or boyfriend, really), no desire to have kids or a husband or a typical family. And then all of a sudden, she had me. But it didn’t stop her from continuing her successful TV news career, it didn’t make her rush to find a husband and skip down the aisle, and it certainly didn’t mean we were going to be a typical family.
Growing up with that example, I assumed I would follow somewhat the same path: finish high school, go to college, graduate college with some sweet degree, get a sweet-ass job right away, work work work my way up, boss people around, live it up with my friends, and then maybe in my late 20s start thinking about getting married and having kids. I never doubted that I would have a family, I just knew (KNEW) it wouldn’t happen until I was happily established in my career. Not the typical life timeline, but one that worked for me.
HA! Ha ha. Hahaha oh life, you cheeky monkey. Let’s see how that’s worked out:
-Finish high school: check
-Go to college: check
-Graduate with “sweet” degree: check-ish? My Coms degree isn’t really sweet.
-Get a “sweet-ass job” right away: fail. Two years after graduating I have a job that I love, but damn, took long enough!
-Work work work my way up & boss people around: fail and fail. I’ve been working for a month. I boss people around but Josh never really pays attention to me and my cats don’t understand human speak.
You see where this is going. And, oh yeah, I got engaged at 22, before I even finished college and married at 24, before I had a full-time job. At least I’m not pregnant.
Don’t get me wrong, I love where I’m at in my life and I wouldn’t change a thing. Well, maybe I would have liked the job thing to happen a bit sooner, but I digress. What I’m saying is in no way am I disappointed in myself because I started a family before I started a career. Surprised? Hell yes. Disappointed? Never. I’m really ok knowing my “plan” didn’t work out. Actually, I consider myself lucky that it didn’t.
What did/does your life plan look like? Has it gone as planned?