Why I’m Excited to Leave

Lately, I’ve been freaking out about leaving. This from a girl who has been dreaming about leaving and beginning a new chapter since going to Ireland in 2007.

oh Ireland, how I miss thee...

Yes, 2007…why am I still here, you ask?

I do like Bozeman, and it was practical to finish my degree where I started it, while living with my parents to save me some cash.

It’s a good financial decision in these times, especially considering my loans already seem endless.

So, that factor weighed in, and several trips abroad (which, while completely worth it, tend to severely deplete any capital I may have had), plus an undeniable connection to this town–and the inability to find any jobs that I wanted–have contributed to my decisions.

And despite my crazy nervousness and fear, I’m excited. I was born in Colorado, after all, so it must be a good state! 🙂

I’m excited to start a new chapter, to move IN with my man (eeek!), move into my own apartment (thanks, Mom and Dad, but it’s time…oh yeah it’s time) and start a new, fabulous, challenging job that will lead me down untold paths.

Sure, I’m also sad–but today, I need to focus on what I”m heading towards rather than what I’m leaving behind.

Otherwise, I will never finish packing.

Your Career Assessment Said What?

Yesterday, in a fit of desperation (so many choices) I decided to hit up the internet in search of a career assessment or two.

I found a plethora of sites promising to point one in the right direction of SUCCESS!, but unfortunately, several of them refused to give the results of the 100-question test without a credit card number (not that they would find anything on mine, nonetheless) but a few did give me a solid response. I have no idea how scientific these were, but while my favorite results included “singer, dancer, artist, journalist, writer” I had two different careers that were highlighted in all four of the sites I visited.

Because I bet you can never guess, here they are:

A clergy member.

AAAAAND…

A genetic counselor. (I had to look that one up).

Sadly, neither of these careers are anything I had ever imagined doing. Um, a member of the clergy? Although I’m sure this encompasses much more, the only image I’m getting is me, fully enrobed, hanging out in the confessional listening to my flock.

Upon reflection, I am often entreated for advice from many of my friends, but this generally does not include asking for forgiveness from He (nor is it about dealing with any genetic diseases they might be carrying, which is primarily what a genetic counselor does, fyi) but more along the lines of  “oh-my-God-what-did-I-do-what-now?”

As mentioned, the scientificity of said assessments is questionable. But just in case, I’m going to go read the Bible and research genetic diseases.

Hey, you never know.