Maybe it's because I'm afraid of failure. I know retail, I know what to expect of retail. But that's not good enough for someone who went to a college that turned down Ivy League status. For someone with a degree in computer science. I should have a ton of offers, hav e a job where I'm making twice as much money as Kurt, wearing business suits every day and carry a tres trendy attache case. But few people understand that I don't want that kind of life. The problem is I don't know what I want.
I have very little pushing me into one particular direction -- I was never that little girl who insistently told her parents she wanted to be a doctor, worked a full-time job while getting straight A's in medical school, graduated at the top of her class, and is now the top neurologist in the country. I wanted to be a teacher, I wanted to be a librarian, I wanted to be an astronaut (which really fell by the wayside when I realized I'd always be too heavy for it).
I wish I could just relax and understand that one day I'll find my niche. But I wander around this city and see all these people working and making a paycheck, and I wonder how all those people got their jobs. And what's wrong with me that I am too shy to look for one, to put myself out on a limb, why I'm so damned afraid of failure.
I would much rather hide my head in the sand.
But on a cheerier note, my beloved was promoted to Petty Officer First Class last week. I am so intensely proud of him -- most people in his rate (what he does in the Navy) make it to First Class after nine years in the Navy, and he's only got eight years in.
Also, his chief came up to us after his frocking ceremony yesterday, and as he chatted with us, he looked at me and said, indicating Kurt, "Man, all this guy ever talks about is college!! College this and college that, all the time!!" I am proud of Kurt because he's got his head on straight, he knows what he wants (a college education), and he's doing all he can in his power to get to his goal. He doesn't care how long it takes, how old he is when he graduates, but he's insistent on getting that degree. And I will be right there behind him, as his own personal cheering squad, doing everything I can to help him with this goal.