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I graduated from college fourteen years ago last spring. I graduated with a major in English and a minor in Secondary Education. I graduated cum laude. I even won an award that year for Outstanding Secondary Education student.
(Me with Big D...and he's showing his empty pockets. Smart alec!)
(Me with Indiana Mimi, Gigi and Debbles, who would later graduate from the same university) You would think with that kind of jumpstart, with that kind of support from friends and family, with that much debt from my student loans, that I would have my masters by now, perhaps even my doctorate, teaching on a college campus, or maybe the English department head at some large high school. But no. What I’m doing with my college degree these days is this….
Oh, some days I change it up. I sort the laundry by color. Some days I have a creative bent and go a totally different direction by dusting the ceiling fan blades. Other days I may play Toy Story Yahtzee four times in a row. Some days I may do as little as possible and read a novel while my kids play the Wii. Once in a while I really get crazy and clean up dog vomit. Oh yeah…that embossed, gold-leafed piece of paper called a diploma is really coming in handy for all of that stuff. Yet, you know what? I am happy. Not that I want to sort Legos everyday of my life, but it was okay because I was helping my son. I’ve done so much laundry now that it’s just routine. I actually really like Toy Story Yahtzee…there’s nothing like rolling four Buzzes on your first turn. And I think every once in a while it’s fine to have some me-time while my kids are occupied. Hey…and they even sweat when they play the Wii! Well, it’s never fun to clean up dog vomit. That never makes me happy, but I’m still glad I have a dog. I don’t think I’d be nearly so content and satisfied with other accolades and positions and professional opportunities. Well, a paycheck might be nice. Have some Flashback-ish thoughts for us today? Sign up with a link to your post below and we’ll all swing by to touch base with you. Well, at least I will! |
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