I started college. Earlier than I thought. Since I've had my son (been 8 years now) I've put it off and done the 9-5 desk thing...and for the past couple of years I've staggered on and on..."I can't afford to go to school yet but I HATE what I'm doing!" But just recently I started talking to the college of my choice, and had a set goal to start the beginning of '09. Well, I got laid off- again. The jobs I've had in the past 3 years, something didn't work out- whether it was my choice or they didn't have enough work for me. I was sick of it. This time was the last straw- and final sign. So I said- "What the hell- I'm going for it NOW." And I'm so glad I did. Because in a year I'll be doing something I love, with many doors of opportunity, and making great money. So what's a year? I'm proud of myself. And it's such an exhilerating feeling, it's hard not to get giddy.
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Well, isn't that just kick-you-in-the-crotch, spit-on-your-neck fantastic?!?
*Without energy, there would be nothing.*
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