Apparently, I'm a cliché...

I was watching that new summer show The Tuesday Night Book Club (at least I'm not likely to forget which night of the week it comes on, right?) and one of the women said something in a quick little clip about having spent her twenties taking care of her family so now that she was in her thirties she was trying to find herself. I guess that's what I'm doing (although I'm NOT thirty. I've a whole six weeks of 20-hood left). I don't know. I'm not really the kind of person who's ever felt like she lost herself, if that makes sense. I never felt the need to go off on a big trip away from everything when I was in college. Once when I was in high school, my mother read an article on Multiple Intelligences. She declared that I was in the Intrapersonal category (she did credit me with linguistic too). So apparently even then I knew myself, liked spending time with myself.

So why is that I'm struggling with this now? I think partly it's because I've put off some decisions that most people make in high school or college. You know, like what they want to be when they grow up. Some people just know, you know? Like since they were a child they wanted to be a teacher or doctor or lawyer or astronaut. And they might not become those things but somehow their goals were at least shaped by those childhood career aspirations. Me? I wanted to be a mom. Well, I've got that. Now what? Trust me, most days that's enough. I'm completely content and happy to be a hobbyist and not a career woman. Sometimes, though, I think that motherhood and staying home is just an excuse not to figure out what I want to do. And stick with just one thing.