Not that holding a serving job for the last three years hasn't been a gas, but I'm ready to have a real job. Sadly, unless I move to Hicksville or Backwoodstown, that is unlikely to happen any time soon.
Going through my first degree, I never even thought that I would become a teacher. I had some people throw the idea in my direction, but I always dismissed it as nonsense. The next year, I found myself at the university, revisiting my turned down career option. I had chosen to apply for education, on a decision that I had made while looking through children's books at Chapters for last minute gifts for my 5 year old brother. Curious George and my boyfriend at the time (now my newlywed husband) led me to shoot for the stars, so to speak.
2 years after finishing my degree, I am starting to get a little bit frustrated with my employment situation. I am a server at a family restaurant, where most of the people I serve treat me as a lowly moron... until I slip that I'm a certified teacher. Man, that is so frustrating...
Not that I'm stoked to become a mother and rush my life, but I'd like to be starting a career and in a good position to start a family before I'm 35. I could be in a worse position, however, and I definitely understand that I'm lucky to have a great husband and a good life.
I am, however, tired of not having a social life, of never seeing my friends, and feeling lost all of the time. I'm going to go bake cookies now, and hope that it makes me feel better.
