One of the many, many reasons that I love being a military spouse is that I have been able to successfully avoid choosing an actual career. First, there were the moves. Then, there were the kids. In the future, there is another deployment. However, I know that eventually I will have to get it together and make plan. I have all four kids in school this year, and He of the Sea is coming up on 17 years of active duty this year. I am rapidly running out of excuses.
So what DO I want to be when I grown up? For real, every day, like a real job? Ihave no idea. I have reincarnated myself so many times, and I've hadgreat jobs and terrible jobs. But like everything else in my life,I've known that every past job was, well, temporary. I might do it fora year or three, but eventually we would move and I'd be leaving. Suchis the life of a milspouse. And I kind of like it that way.
I've always envied the milspouses with definable careers. Nursing,accounting, teaching...these people know where to find their jobs. Iusually open the paper and start circling anything that looks remotelyinteresting. Along the way, I've learned things I would never havelearned, and made some really fun friends. But so far, I haven't foundanything that would make me want to get out of bed every day for 5 or10 or 20 years.
Fortunately, He would like to stick with this Navy thing for awhile. Maybe I can continue with my patchwork career a little whilelonger. And maybe, if I'm lucky, I will find something that I want todo, every day, for more than the length of one tour.