School is actually not so bad (remember you said this, Meghan) this time around. I'm doing an adult studies program, so they understand you have kids, a job, a spouse and the classes move quickly. I only took 12 hours because I'm no dummy and any more than that guarantees my failure. One class is all semester long and the other three only last five weeks each. I CAN DO ANYTHING FOR FIVE WEEKS, I told myself. I often get bored when a class seems to drag on and on and on and then I quit doing homework and just do the minimum and somehow I'm shocked when I end up with a C and not something higher.* My first class was surprisingly hard, while it was a 100 level course it was the New Testament, of the Bible, in 5 weeks. I remember nothing. The homework was intensive and while I saved all the assignments, I'd really have to go back to remember any of the terms (I shouldn't be admitting this). The class I'm in now is a 300 level course and I have an A-. It's on human resources and I've really liked it. I've liked this class enough I think I might want to do human resources, as a job. Like, a real job.
Human resources sounds great. Find people who will do a good job and will work well with the team you have in place. Until you have to fire someone. I hate the idea of having to fire someone. I've been in supervisory roles before where I could have potentially had to fire someone and was thankful there was someone else to do the dirty work. There's nothing like having to call someone into your office and tell them, "Sorry you rely on this job as a source of income. It's not working out. I've now crushed your hopes and dreams!" Maybe I could find an HR job where someone else does the firing?
Maybe HR isn't the right field for me.
I also thought I would be a great college or high school adviser. I would be really good at helping a student figure out their direction and set an appropriate schedule. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's telling other people what their best plan is when I have no idea what mine is. You don't have to fire anyone as a college adviser. However, most colleges require a masters to be a counselor/adviser. That means more school. More. School.
If there's one thing I do know, it's that thanks to poor planning on my part, I'm still taking the basics and am quite a ways from my bachelors degree in anything. Lucky for me, I still have at least a year before I really have to buckle down and choose something. Surely there are other 29 year old that have no idea what they're supposed to be when they grow up.
*I typed 'and' six times in that sentence. I'm impressed and also a horrible writer.