When Pigs Fly

I'm 25 years old. You'd think I'd have figured myself out by now. I never understood how the world expects an 18 year old to know what they want to do with their life. When I was 18, I had no clue. I went to college because it seemed like the next logical step. Okay, that's not entirely true, I've always had ideas, aspirations, goals on what I wanted to do with my life, but they fluttered all around my head never quite in reach. I used to want to be in the Secret Service, a police officer, a singer, an actress, a lighting designer or theatre electrician, an IRS auditor, and even a truck driver. Yeah... I've had quite a wide range of ideas, with none of them fully realized.

I'm hoping that this blog will help me realize some of these goals and/or dreams. I know I cannot become all the above professions, but to be able to work on something that I really enjoy will be a nice change. My giant, overbearing step 1 on my list of things to get done in life is: lose weight. I am unhappy with my current weight, as I find most women are, which I think leads me to be unhappy with other aspects of my life. What I'd really like to do in life is lose weight and start working in some community theatre groups in plays - onstage or behind the scenes. I would love to get into the entertainment industry. I used to want to be an actress, I still do sometimes, but I've only taken a couple of classes and have never been in any plays. I took a practicum class in college where we focused on set lighting. I loved it. It was so much fun to figure out the light plot, hang lights, focus for designers, even set the light board for a play. I once was the light board op for a play too... it was great! I want to get back to that sort've "love what I do" mentality.

My current job falls way off the mark of such a "love what you do" mentality. In fact, I may even venture to say that I hate being at my current job. The problem isn't so much what I actually do, as that is more or less easy, it's more of the envirmonment that I work in. I can handle getting yelled at by people all day to help them save money, but I can't handle my managers not backing me up, pushing their work back on me, not communicating well, and talking about killing animals at work (yes, it is a frequent topic at work. very disturbing). I want to love what I do and it would be a plus to be paid big bucks to do it. :)