2005 - WHOA!

Remember when you were little and the 90's seemed like such a futuristic time?
Can I just say how freaky it is that it is 2005?
One of my friends (I didn't know this til recently) ties sayings to each year.
This year it's Comin' Alive in 2005.
What a great anthem.
It seems everyone around feels like they are just trudging through. We all worry so much about making the wrong decision and not doing what is expected of us that we don't do what makes us happy.
My biggest thing is I worry about money. All the jobs I would enjoy pay considerably less than what I currently make. My wonderful husband said he would be willing to struggle if it meant me happy when I am home. Is a house really that important if I am not even happy when I am in it?
I don't think so.
So I am going to Come Alive in 2005. I am going to find my happy place.
I had my review and they decided to redo my job description so I am more admin support.
Which would be fine if I wanted to be an admin. But I don't. I got into HR to use my Spanish and help people. Not create reports and schedule meetings. That is fine if that is your life goal - more power to you. I am not that person.
I have always maintained that granola girl attitude inherited from my family. Even my military grandpa has exited retirement and works to help low income, minority kids find jobs.
My aunts are all nurses or teachers.
How can I not carry on the torch?
Everytime I look through the want ads the jobs that catch my eye involve kids or teaching.
So if in the coming years you invite me out and I say no - know that it's because I am saving for my sanity so I can do some good.