Day 7...My dream job
When I was very young I drew dresses.
All the time. Huge Cinderella
ball gowns with bustles and panniers and
layers of puffy fabric. Then I saw a house plan.
And I was hooked. I can't begin to count
the books of graph paper and reams of
looseleaf I have used up (not wasted) on
plans for everything from castles
to chicken coops.
Architecture was always an unachievable dream,
career wise because I honestly didn't have that
kind of drive for school. I didn't have the grades
or the motivation to put in the time and effort.
Now, as an adult, facing the Empty Nest,
I want to go to school. I still don't have the gumption
for six or eight years of college but I do have
enough to do a couple. So I am planning, Lord willing
and the creek don't rise, to go to UCC when
our youngest does and study civil engineering
and surveying. It's never too late, right?
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