Third Time's a Charm (and BETTER be the last!)

You know, some people go through life never finding out what they want to be. Some people, like myself, flounder around and do different things forever. Or until they're old enough to retire. I feel like I'm one of these people for a simple reason:

I live by the rule "Work to LIVE, never LIVE to work."

So maybe to me, a job is just a job. When I was younger, ALL I wanted to be was a court reporter. For years I talked about it. I researched til there was nothing left to find. When that dream was yanked from me, I really didn't know what to do next. And that... is why I'm here.

The first time I went to college, it was to fulfill an A+ scholarship that I was originally intending to use for court reporting. I was forced to pick a major, so I picked something I knew would be easy. Behold the AAS in Office Administration! Perhaps the most worthless degree known to man. Why? Because you don't need no stinkin' degree to do office work! The longer I had been out of school, the harder it was to find a job MAINLY because of the recession (and everyone was holding onto their jobs for dear life) but also because the jobs I was applying for were being given to people with more experience in the field.  That's why I'm massaging full time right now...

The second venture into school was purely for something I wanted to do. I had taken a liking to massage and thought (once again) I had my life figured out. I was going to get through school and be licensed, then work in the medical field with it. You know, with a PT or chiropractor. I wanted to HELP people, not just relax them. And, to make things more promising, I was promised a job with a local chiro. Little did I know that he would be a crook and completely screw me over at the last minute. So, I landed at the spa. And here I am, 6 years later still working in the service industry where I never wanted to be. Don't get me wrong... it has been good to me. It just wasn't my dream. And really, in this part of the country the medical thing just doesn't happen much. Maybe in a bigger city, but even then the insurance companies won't pay unless it's prescribed for a work or car accident. I just didn't realize how difficult it would be to work somewhere other than a spa doing massage.

So needless to say, I'm tired of going to school and even MORE tired of it getting me nowhere. Some people would just make the best of what they've got and work jobs they hate to get them by. But as much as I work to live, I can't be miserable doing it. Here's to hoping this will be the LAST TIME I owe anyone student loans. G'grief.