So for the past few years I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out just what the hell I want to do with my life. I've always dreamed of being famous, so now that reality is staring me in the face, I realized I have to figure something out that is a little more down to earth and practical. Because lets face it, the closer you get to 30, the lower your chances of randomly being discovered as the newest, bestest, born to be a celebrity sensation are.
So I was thinking very hard about this as I was driving the highway towards my hometown, and you know what the only for sure thing I could come up with was? That I want to be loved, married and have babies. As long as I have that, I could give a rats ass what I do for a living (well not entirly true). And yes, for some girls this is a perfectly acceptable career choice. Some girls work thier tiny hinnies off working to get just that, married and pregnant. My problem is not only do I want the "love" part, but I also can't stand not doing anything. As much as I would love to be a kept woman, I wouldn't be able to stand it. Staying at home with nothing to do kills me. I HAVE to work. I HAVE to feel like I am contributing to the household. I even feel really guilty when my very generous (and far more financially capable) friends take me out for dinner and drinks and pay for anything. Mostly because it's my guy friends and I'm hoping that they don't think that they're gonna get something out of the deal by doing that, but most of them are just great guys who like treating people close to them as special. But the point is, I DO feel guilty.
So that's it. I want to be married to some wonderful guy and have a couple of babies and live in a great house, that I can make a beautiful home. I want to go camping in a crappy little trailer during the summer, just like I did as a kid. I want to come home from work to a home full of love.
That's what I want now. Because really, I never want to grow up. That doesn't seem like it would be much fun.
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