Butcher, baker, paint-chip card maker?

For years, I have struggled with the idea of what I want to do when I grow up. Vocational directives have always eluded me, as well as any concrete long term goals. Looking around at what appears to be millions of options, I think to myself, "I could do that... but should I? Could I? Is it fulfilling and would it utilize my gifts, well, gift"? (it's apparently card-making if you must know.)

I came across a New York Times article interviewing the Vice President of Elle magazine. An excerpt of what she said struck a chord in me...

Q. Looking back, do you feel there was a moment or experience that set your career on a different trajectory?

A. I started working at 16. I worked all through college. Work brought me success and money and freedom, and then more success and more money and more freedom. I failed a few times. I failed to get into the college of my choice. I failed to get into law school. And they were big failures for me, but I found the more I worked, the better I did, without ever having a goal. I didn’t have a goal. I wanted to be a lawyer and I didn’t get to be a lawyer, but all of a sudden I woke up one day and I was in publishing, and I knew what I was doing. As I look back, I think that sometimes you can’t have the five-year plan for yourself. If you’re doing something well, you tend to keep doing it. That's how you fall into careers.

Eureka! Could it be that easy? That is exactly how I feel, or how I think I'll feel. Sweet heavens ta-Betsy. I just thought I was being intellectually lazy and under motivated to assume otherwise.

Truthfully, I'm not even certain where all of my gifts and abilities lie. Some people tell me I'm good at eating and buying stuff on eBay, while others maintain that I'm at my very best when I'm sitting in a chair and breathing in and out. So, I continue to go around dipping my little fingers into any numbers of vocational pies and seeing which one suits my fancy, making sure to spend extra time with the pies that have chocolate in them. What's that? That did not correlate you say? Well, let me introduce you to my little friend, Attention Deficit Disorder. He'll be making his presence known on this blog at every missed punctuation mark or disjointed sentence. Do make him feel welcome today, would you?

But in other news, if I ever do make my own card line, I've got the name down. Friends, I introduce you to "Kissth Productions"...