When I grow up I want to be a Doctor. No wait, I want to be a Lawyer.
As far back as I can remember I wanted to be a Doctor or a Lawyer. Turned out I would be neither.
I ended up dropping out of high school and going to study at a technical institute. I had decided that I was going to be a chef which meant I didn't need to finish high school in order to get into a cookery program.
So here I was "studying" to be a chef. The final part of this course was to go out and complete work experience. So at 18 I decided that I would move as far away from home as I could to a giant ass city where I had managed to get work experience at a huge Hotel and Conference Centre.
I think I was there less than 2 weeks before some stuff ended up going down in my personal life that led me to chucking in the towel and coming home.
I was lucky enough to find a job straight away working in a local restaurant. I loved it. I would thrive off the busy nights. And I had a pretty decent social life going back then to.
One day I thought it would be a good idea to enter a competition. I ended up competing in a category with amazing chefs who had been in the business a lot longer than me. It was all a bit to much and I tanked. I forgot one of the main components of my dish. This knocked my confidence hard and I decided that be a chef was something I know longer wanted to do.
I went back to school and enrolled in a computing course. I thought that seem my soon to be husband was doing that, that it's something I could do. And while I did love it, I didn't end up completing the course.
Another failed attempt. More money wasted on student loans. This is what led me to getting a job at a supermarket. I needed to do something to earn money. I was working in the bakery department. Not a far cry from being a chef really. I enjoyed my job but often thought that I wasn't going anywhere working there. And working at a supermarket for the rest of my life was just something that I didn't feel was right for me.
This was the last job I had before coming a Stay at Home Mum.
I often think back and wonder what would have happened if I had stayed at high school. Would I have become a Doctor or Lawyer? Would I have actually finished and got the qualification or would it have just been another failed attempt?
So, as of now I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I don't know what I'm good at. I don't know what I enjoy or what my passions are. And is it to late? Am I still able to have a long successful career when I'm starting out in my 30's?
Watch this space!