When I Grow Up...

I've been thinking recently, about what I'm going to do when I grow up. With three years left until I head off to college, everyday I myself find closer to the "grown-up world." Oh my. How can three years seem like such a long time and such a short time at the same time? In three years I'll be out on my own, for the most part (I mean, I'm not ready to leave the nest completely. That would be insane.) I'm not trying to pick my exact college and career today, at this very moment, but I'm still thinking about it. In the back of my mind. Hmm... What would I like to do with the rest of my life? What do I not want to do? Where do I want to live? Where do I want to go to college? Decisions , decisions , decisions . I go back and forth between possible career paths. Could I handle the high pressure career of a doctor or surgery? (Probably not, I get frazzled quite easily.) Could I be a teacher? (Again, probably not, I'm not very patient.) Pastry chef? (I would be on a constant sugar high. Trust me, Katie + sugar = quivering ball of twitching hyperness. One can of Pepsi and zooooooommmmm!!! You can ask anyone.) Slowly, I weed through different career paths, but one is yet to jump out at me. Think, Katie, think! What do you want to do? I know that I want a job that will provide me with sufficient funds to support my shoe habit... And, it would be really cool if there could be 4 "Dr. Mikulkas," if Carrie decides to become a vet. But, even then, there are still a bunch choices to make. What type of doctor would I want to be? Ugh, it makes my head spin just thinking about it. But, at least I can rest assured. No matter what I decide to do with my life, I will do it with the most fabulous shoes and wardrobe. And, you know what? That's all that really counts, right?

- Katie