The Scenic Route

So I recently started a new job. It's not really AT ALL what I went to school for. But it's fun, it's gonna pay the bills, I'm learning a lot, and best of all...I LOVE IT! In a nutshell (is that one word or two?), it's my job to make things happen. And I like that.

As a result of taking this job, I've been asked a lot the past three weeks what my eventual career plans and life goals are. I really don't have an answer. I have no big idea of how to gauge the success of my life when it's all over. And I think that's fine. I'm perfectly happy to meander through life without a big plan. I am certain of a few things, though...

I want to help people.
I want to be a good friend.
I want to always remember to laugh.
I want to feed people.
I want to live out loud.

So when people ask what my plans are, I tell them I plan to take the scenic route through life, and to enjoy wherever it takes me.



Also, I'm pretty sure Taylor Swift says it best in her song "A Place in this World"...

I don't know what I want
So don't ask me
Cause I'm still trying to figure it out
Don't know what's down this road
I'm just walkin
Trying to see through the rain falling down
Even though I'm not the only one
Who feels the way I do
I'm alone
On my own
And that's all I know
I'll be strong
I'll be wrong
Oh, but life goes on
I'm just a girl
Trying to find a place in this world
Got the radio on
My old blue jeans
And I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve
Feelin lucky today
Got the sunshine
Could you tell me what more do I need
And tomorrow's just a mystery, oh yeah
But that's okay
I'm alone
On my own
And that's all I know
I'll be strong
I'll be wrong
Oh, but life goes on
I'm just a girl
Trying to find a place in this world
Maybe I'm just a girl on a mission
But I'm ready to fly

Wake Up Call

Ok so the other day I woke up. To the sound of my very own laughter. I'm not even close to kidding here....I mean, who could make this up?

So anyway, I tried to remember what I was dreaming and this is what I pieced together...

I was walking into Walmart (an old school, non-SuperCenter one, where the customer service desk and restrooms are right inside the only entrance and to the left) with my cousin Dave. He's not really my cousin. We have the same last name and play the same instrument in marching band. In Kentucky that means you may as well be cousins since everyone assumes you already are. Oddly enough, I haven't actually seen Dave in a couple years, so who knows why he made an appearance in my dream. But that's neither here nor there.

We ran into another friend of ours, Andy. Facebook had recently told me that he just popped the question to his girlfriend who then became his fiance. Dave and I of course congratulated him on the now-impending nuptuals. And Andy is a funny guy. The kind who doesn't even TRY to be but always has you laughing. I wish so badly that I could remember what he said. That's the trouble with dreams, though - they're always fuzzy.

But whatever it was that he said, he said it right as I was taking a drink of water. So the water of course came pouring out of my mouth and all over the floor of Walmart. I kept laughing and the water kept coming until I was standing in a pool of water.

And that's when I woke up. Laughing. Hysterically.