Scary

This reminds me of the end of Summer 2006 or 2007.  As usual these days, I can't remember - mainly because I can't associate anything with the event.  I know it was the end of Summer, and Shelly had taken the kids (Todd/Jolene/Alex/Emily) up to Missouri to visit up there before school started.  I think they were gone a week.  If I remember correctly, this was the trip where the belt broke on the trip back.   I also remember spending a lot of time thinking that there wasn't much way out of it - I was going to have to get a job in order to make things work financially.  I remember getting all teared up about it, too.  Thinking a lot of the same things I've been thinking lately.  All the missed opportunities to learn, to "start my own business" blah blah blah. 

Without fail, I usually think this:  All in all, I have usually liked working.  The exceptions would be my phone support type jobs.  Other than that, ones like Nissan (before collections) and my career at PrimeCo/Verizon Wireless.  It just makes me wonder, if that's all there is for me in life, it makes me kind of sad.  Not that I have to work or not even necessarily how much money I make - but that for someone as smart as I am, I could never overcome a lot of issues to figure out "what I wanted to do" or whatever - and then pursue it.