After trading emails with my sister Rachel today, I realized that my birthday is in a week. I will be 23. I guess I thought that I would be established by now, or a least have a good idea of where my life is going. And I don't. I feel like I'm still waiting for my life to begin, considering that being a student isn't really considered a long-term career. And it really doesn't help that most people I know are married, or married with a dog, or married with children, or employed. And me, I'm still in school. I know that I only have one more year, but for some reason I am getting anxious for the next step in my life to begin. Maybe the novelty of school has finally worn off. Okay, I think that is enough melancholy mutterings...
"I'm trying to contain an outbreak here and you're driving the monkey to the airport"-Hank Hill
1 comment:
Hey Catherine,
On Aug. 1, I round the bend toward 32, and I am not established either. The dog and the kid don't make life happen. Just don't let it pass you by because you are in a temporary situation. We let our lives become "temporary" in all ways last year and it lead to misery that we are still working out. I missed out on a lot because I was in this "temporary situation that I have get out of". I haven't fly fished in 3 years or deer hunted and gave up many opportunities to hunt with my dog, just to get finished with something and get on to "life". Hell, we haven't even taken a vacation since we went to Britain 3 years ago and I missed most of Rachel's pregnancy. So, my point is, get on with the life you have, it is far healthier than waiting for the next one to start...you may be waiting a long time, if you do it like I did.
Henry
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