Thursday, July 30, 2009

What I want to be when I grow up...

With my youngest heading off to kindergarten, and me being faced with the prospect of a big empty house all day, I began to panic. I had always dreamt about this day. How I'd pay my dues for eight years, and then just live it up at the coffee shop every morning, and then head to the gym. Enjoy leisurely trips to the grocery store no rowdy, whiny kids in tow. Do chores around the house, paint and create. Then finish the day, of course, by preparing delicious organic meals from scratch for my family to enjoy every evening. But as the day drew neigh, I felt panic. Yet equally, I feel free. Free to be and do anything I want to do. And in this moment, I feel like I need to do something outside the house to keep myself from becoming stagnant. To avoid the bon-bon jokes. Anything but the bon-bon jokes. (FYI anyone who makes bon-bon jokes has NEVER, I repeat NEVER, stayed home rearing small children, can I get an Amen from my “stay-at-home sistas?) I’m ready to turn the page and begin a new chapter for me.
After weeks of reading and contemplating, I have made a "life plan". I put goals on paper, goals

that are specifically important to me. I examined how I want my life to look like, how much time I want to be able to spend with my family, and I truly assessed what I enjoy doing, and now I think I know what I want to be when I grow up. Actually, that isn't true. I know what I want to be for this season of my life.

Are you ready? Aveda here I come. I’m so excited. I’m going to go back to school for one year to get my cosmetology license and become a hairstylist. For those of you who know me well. You will automatically think this is a match because of my freakish fetish with hair. I have been known to stop complete strangers in the grocery store to tell them how cute their hair is and ask if I may check out their layers or highlights. For those of you who know how well I talk, you might possibly think, “How perfect”. She will get to flap her gums all day. Fresh ears every couple hours, just keep those clients cycling through. For those of you who know how I have “tell me your problems” stamped across my forehead you will think, what a match. Kind of like bartenders stylist get told everything. In an honest fashion, not like the putting on appearances done for counselors and pastors. Don’t we ladies, we tell our stylist everything? There will be some quality time for building relationships, shedding wisdom into real life circumstances, and hopefully making a client feel more beautiful inside and out. I also appreciate the creative outlet with my hands part, and the flexible schedule part. I’m really excited about having somewhere to be, outside of the house, everyday.

(photo from Aveda website)


Stacy said...

I nailed it!! You should talk to Lea and Meredith. And my friend Elena is about to start school at Aveda next week I think. You should talk to her too.

I'm so excited for you!!

Chelsea Pratt said...

Should I book you now?! This is perfect for you and can't wait to get my hair done along with the stimulating conversation!

megan said...

I am so excited for you. I've thought of doing that too...I can't wait to hear how it goes!