do you ever have the feeling that the universe is trying to tell you something? well, the past two weeks, i've been inundated with stories of dream jobs. it all started when i was working from home. there i was sitting on my couch in my pjs, vigoursly typing away. in the background, i had the tv on mute (yes, i need the tv on mute in order to write, it's bizarre, i know). well the tv was set to a documentary on autism and this mother's quest to communicate with her child. i decided to take a break and watch part of the documentary. the story featured a woman based out of austin, who had created a therapy method that enabled communication with these kids who never spoke. to anyone. ever. it was amazing, here is this woman, not trained at all in psychology who had created an entire method! so that got me thinking about what i'm passionate about.
so on the one hand, i love academia. i dream of being a professor. i love learning. and, after watching this documentary, i thought, i need to work in my field (psychology). i need to study autism and give back. basically, i need to find a cure for autism.
the following week, while at the gym, i picked up a magazine and one of the feature articles was about women who pursued their dream job. sigh. why didn't i do that? oh yeah, because i didn't want to be poor..not even if it's just for a year. so that article got me thinking. what would my dream job be.....
then last week, oprah was all about dream jobs! (ok, universe. i get it. dream job, dream job, dream job.) so on that episode was the executive creative director at jcrew. there she was in her cute striped boatneck top and glam sequin pants, and overpriced jcrew heels. sigh. maybe that's my dream job. because, while on the one hand, my brain is convinced i belong in academia, the other half of my brain is deeply rooted in...well, pretty things. i love finding them, buying them, wearing them. love love love. so maybe that's my dream job! next thing i knew, i was looking up personal shopper positions at bloomingdales and anthropologie (anyone want to be a client?!). and immediately following that, i went to jcrew to buy that striped bateau top and some slouch pants (even i am not glam enough for sequin pants). basically, i'm convinced that if i can't be the executive creative director of jcrew, i should definitely dress like her. and, if by some beautiful coincidence you're reading this, jenna, please hire me...and pay me a six-figure salary. pretty please?
truthfully, i don't know what my dream job is...because yes, i do want to do something meaningful and relevant but i also want to do something fun and playful. i want to wake up in the mornings and be excited to go to the office. i want the hours to fly by because i love what i do. oh and i'd like to get paid well for it. really well. as in bags and bags of money. that's perfectly reasonable right? so if you happen to come across such a position, let me know. i've always wanted to be the executive director of all things awesome.
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