So, I guess I always thought by the time I turned 28 that I'd have a few things figured out. That I'd have a clue what I wanted to be. I don't. I don't know where I'm headed or where I'll end up. Here's what I know. I'm a wife, a mom, an accountant, and a myriad of other roles. I still don't like kids. Well, I adore Hannah, but other than that still not kids' biggest fan. Those things I get. What I don't get...why don't I know what I want to be. I still don't have a clue what my best talents/strengths/gifts are or how to use them. I don't have time for hobbies so that won't help me figure it out. Right now my biggest passion (after God, Chad, Hannah, family, etc.) is getting out of debt, Dave Ramsey style. I have thought that maybe someday I'd love to help other people set up budgets, get out of debt, etc = financial counseling. But, there's a problem. I'm not a very good self-motivator, I hate sales, and the thought of my own business makes me want to vomit. And what are the chances that people would actually pay me to tell them to stop spending money?!?
Anyways, I suppose that part of Phil 4 means being content with not knowing where I'm headed or what I'll do with my life. Here's a tip to all the young'uns out there...don't expect to figure it out by the time you graduate...you probably won't. At least not in full and probably not the way you expect.
As far as by 28...I still have 3 months.
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