Forward Progress

I’ve been sitting here for 10 minutes wondering what to write about. I’m having trouble focusing; my mental state is a bit higgledy-piggledy right now. I’ve been thinking about careers, school and money. I’m going to be going back to school soon unless I miraculously find a good job instead. I’ve been looking at job postings online and found a few good ones; I don’t qualify for any of them. I don’t really have much schooling; my resume looks lighter on the education/job experience end but heavier on the personal skills side. Am I asking too much, wanting a high paying job that I don’t need lots of entry qualifications for? Probably. All I have to offer is myself and I like to think I’m a pretty sweet package. I believe I have an edge over a lot of people and tons of potential.

So I’m going back to school to learn what I need to become employable the way I want. It’s really going to suck. I’ve grown accustomed to my life style and I love the direction my life’s been heading. I’ll have to sacrifice most of it to finish school. Is it worth it? Yes it’s worth it in the long run but I still don’t want to do it. I’ll do it, just grudgingly with lots of complaining along the way. It’s better than having things go the way they are now, nowhere. I’m financially stagnant. I need to get a good career; it’s the only thing holding me back now. I’ve neglected it far too long. I’ve always felt ahead of the game for my age until about a year ago. I’ve been distracted with other interests and put it off. I’ve always thought there would be plenty of time to take care of it, what’s the rush? Everyday I’m a day older though and suddenly I find myself stuck and realizing I was supposed to be finished school last year, I’m three years behind schedule.

I will be enrolling at N.A.I.T soon unless a magical wonder job falls into my lap before then. I’ll probably finish the Electrical Engineering Technologies course I was taking before but I’ll look into a few others to see if anything catches my eye. Here’s something I’ve come to realize. What I do for a job doesn’t matter to me so much as what it allows me to do. The qualities of the job, the lifestyle it allows, the freedom it allows and what I can do with my spare time matter more to me. Spoken like a true member of the leisure generation.

I want a job that I enjoy, find moderately challenging, is a balance between physical and mental work, is indoors and outdoors, pays decently and has a regular work schedule. I don’t want to work at a desk in an office all day, I’d go nuts. It would be nice to have a balance between being outside and inside. I like working with my hands as well my brain. I don’t like people looking over my shoulder; I like having large projects to work on with no set schedule and managing my own time accordingly. I don’t want to have to work out of town a lot or work weird hours either. It doesn’t matter really what the work is exactly, so long as it has these characteristics I would enjoy it.

I’ve never really had a dream job. There isn’t any job that I’ve always wanted; that I thought would define my existence. I went through a phase of wanting to be a film director but in truth I’d probably dislike a great deal of it. TRULY loving your job and obtaining complete fulfillment from it is damn near impossible. I don’t think it’s something you can search for. You fall into it. You do something you love for yourself and eventually you might find yourself doing it for a living. I’ll settle for enjoying my career. I don’t have to love it. I’ll love the other interests I pursue, see where they take me, maybe one mourning I’ll wake up and realize I’m doing what I love for a living, working my magical dream job without even realizing it.

Hey look I found something to write about and didn’t even realize it.