Have you ever made plans? Have they ever been blown to pieces? This happens to me all the time.
I planned on using my technical theater scholarships for a different school and going in to set design. I ended up choosing a different school to study art.
I planned on being an artist, then I changed my major to my first love, Creative Writing.
I planned on going away to school, graduating, then teaching English in an orphanage in Romania. Instead, I married my best friend.
If I've learned anything from this, it's that I can plan all I want but life is going to happen anyway, and it rarely goes according to plan. This happens to everybody. Since graduating college, I've applied for a few different jobs and came very close to accepting one in a foreign country. I've always planned on traveling, but this just didn't feel right somehow. It would have been an adventure, but you know that naggy feeling in your gut that you want to write off as nerves, but deep down you know it's something else?
Stress, stress, stress.
Finally, another great job opportunity presented itself. Thank goodness, because I realized I'd been looking for an excuse to get out of the other job since I applied. So now, I get to move out of my creepy apartment and live for free as a nanny to my six cousins while Sam finishes his animation degree.
Now let's see how this plan changes.
