What do you want to be when you grow up?

I thought once I grew up that question would not be asked. So, I am either not grown up, my theory was incorrect or both. In the last 10 years that question has come up more times than I can count. The answers? Well...I need both hands to total the number of times I changed or contemplated changing my major. (Somehow I graduated in the allotted four years we are told is the normal amount of time one should be in school.) During the last four years I have had 3 1/2 jobs:
1)CCC 1/2) Babysitter while I lived at my sister's 2) BOTO 3) IMB. My current position is nearing an end I find myself asking the old familiar question. My answer, I don't know! (Said with a smile, of course, because my days were ordained before I took a breath and I'm ok with not knowing and figuring it out along the way.)

I've been putting some serious thought into what I want to do next because I might actually find myself there for more than a year. Even if I'm not in the next place for more than I year, I still want it to count for something. I want to enjoy it and I want it to matter to someone since I'll be going in at least five out of seven days of the week. But, I am realizing that I have a lot to do with the enjoyment and benefit of how my time is spent.

I heard this quote yesterday and am allowing it to resonate.

"The habit of thinking of work as something one does to get money and position is so ingrained in us that we can scarcely imagine what would happen if we began to think about work otherwise...During World War II one of the great surprises we had in our lives is that we found ourselves for the very first time happy. Why? Because for the first time in our lives we found ourselves doing something not for the pay because the pay was miserable and not for the social standing but for the sake of working together to get something done that benefited everyone."

Dorothy L. Sayers

So, let the job hunt begin...in a few months!