I decided at a young age that I wanted to be a writer. And then a second later I realized the chances of being to make a decent living as a writer were pretty slim.
My sophomore year in high school, I found journalism and have been on that path since (despite my parents repeated attempts to gently nudge me into PR. My mother still has an email from when I was in college where she sent me a job listing for a PR position at a state agency and I replied with a long diatribe about why journalism is so important and how I could tell people's stories and maybe even uncover wrongdoing. I had probably watched "All the President's Men" one too many times at that point.)
Anyway, I went from being a reporter to an editor fairly early in my career. It is more interesting than you might imagine and yet, is a desk job, something I vowed I never would do in my young, idealistic days.
All that to say, a co-worker and I were talking about our dream jobs the other day. Here is a list of mine:
Owning a chi-chi children's clothing boutique where I sell my own creations and other locally-produced things. I'd have to learn to use my sewing machine first, learn some business stuff and get over my fear of taking an unconventional career path but other that, it would be awesome.
Party planner mainly for kid's parties, baby showers and bridal showers. Besides learning all that business stuff I'd have to deal with following other people's visions and not my own but I could spend my days making awesome diaper cake centerpieces and coming up with not lame games while enjoying other people's special moments.
Naming other people's babies. How cool would that be? I love naming babies. I would have a hundred babies just to name them (if I didn't have to be pregnant, go through labor and sleepless baby nights).
Reading books. What? It could be a job. Of some sort.
Decorating kids rooms. I love whimsical things and think every kids room should have a touch of whimsy. Plus I could be creative, paint canvases, and do all the cool things I have on Pinterest that I can't fit into my own girls' rooms.
What would be your dream job?