I will admit, a few months ago I turned 40. It wasn’t near as bad as I thought it would be. Of course, I am not sure what I expected to happen. The earth to stop rotating maybe, a giant asteroid landing on my person? I seriously don’t know why I thought it would be so bad. Except, given my Dad gave me grief for an entire YEAR that I would be turning 40, that made me alittle anxious I suppose. * the jokes on him now, cause I will give him grief for the next year on his about to turn 60*
So, I think maybe it is time I decide what I want to be when I grow up. Because it seems like that “grow up” time is creeping up on me faster and faster. I came to this realization just the other night when my 11 year old son asked me: ” Mom, what do you think I should be when I grow up?” At first, I was a bit taken aback, here he is 11 and he is thinking about and wandering about what he SHOULD be when he grows up. When I was 11 I have no idea what I was thinking, but I highly doubt it had anything to do with when I grew up! I know this to be true, because here I sit at 40, and I still don’t want to think about it. It’s a good thing that all this is going through his mind, maybe that is a sign he will fare this life much more successfully then his Mother has.
This also made me wander, allthose people we went to school with that are now doctors, and lawyers and successful at everything they touch……did they figure out and map out their entire “grown up” life when they were 11? And what on earth made them do that at 11? I mean, why were they mapping out their future when I was throwing rocks at the metal building across the road because I loved hearing the “ting” it made when it hit??!!! Seriously, why was the now Prosecuting Attorney NOT playing with GI Joe’s and blowing up his sisers Barbie Dolls??? Did these ambitous kids’ parents steer them in that direction? Should I be sitting down with my 11 year old AND my 5 year old and say…..ok this is where you want to go and this is how you are going to get there? *shrugs shoulders* I have no idea……
Because, as I have said, I STILL don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. This is why you have woman who are 90 graduating from college. 90 seems like a good age to grow up and get it all figured out at!
So, I think….if I were to try and decide what I want to be when I grow up….what MIGHT that be?
Possibility #1. Kid Rocks wife
Sadly enough, the only PLAN I can come up with is to find him when he is drop dead drunk or high as a kite and marry him real quick…..then KEEP him drop dead drunk and high as a kite for the next say, 10 years!!!! So, anyone know where I can find ol Bob Ritchie these days?
Possibilty#2 Have my own PRC Housewives Show
Now, this idea, should really be #1, but I got alittle ahead of myself by getting excited when I thought about Kid Rock. Unfortunately, it seems you have to be drop dead rich and have 7 nannies for 2 kids along with a house manager, which I have no idea what THAT is, a personal assistant, and so on….along with a mansion and do absolutely NOTHING all day but shop drink and cause drama to qualify for this…..and although you may be surprised…..I have NONE of those things. So, if anyone else out there knows of a plan to head me down this path…CALL ME!
And so, now I am all out of possibilities. Due to the fact that anything else I could come up with requires me to have some sort of skill or talent, and sadly I have none. I always wanted to take guitar lessons, but there was always something more fun to do. Bought a sewing machine not too long ago, it works great for throwing my clothes over. Stacy and I even bought material and STUFF to attempt to make a quilt, not sure what happened to that idea, other then I have no idea HOW to work the sewing machine I bought. Made some bracelets a few years ago, that was fun, however, my eyes can’t see those tiny beads anymore….and I REFUSE to go to TRI FOCALS!
So, here I am lost in confusion on what to do and how to do it. Of course I do WANT to grow up, because I really don’t like the alternative to NOT growing up. I just don’t know what I want to BE!
You know what would be SO awesome! If I had a long lost great great uncle that I never knew about, that just so happened to be a billionaire. He was mean and hated his kids and his kids hated him, so upon his death, I inherit a good portion of his billions! Then I could have a mansion, a house manager, a stylist, a nannie, shop all day and be on The REAL HOUSEWIVES of PRC!!! Now, my friends THAT is a plan!!!!!!!