I want to be The Pioneer Woman.
Not her fame and popularity, but her personality. She’s just a peach and you’d have to read her site to really get a feel for how cute and kind and funny and generous she is.
Life has been rather routine lately. Minus the fact that I can’t seem to make a routine. For the first time in my life I feel like there aren’t enough hours in the day. Rather than turn this into a whole rant, I’ll just say “Welcome to adulthood, Katrina!”
Most of the time I feel like I’m playing pretend and wonder why people, “What will happen when they realize I’m not an adult?!”
So since I’m still a child in my mind, let’s talk about what I want when I grow up.
I want to be a college graduate. I took time off due to “financial reasons” and it has turned into more time off and more time off. I started college in 2004 but haven’t taken a class since Fall of 2007. (And I had to withdraw midway through that semester.) At a certain point it made more sense to wait until I turned 24 so that I could get better financial aid. So January 2nd was the big day and I’ve been slowly trying to put the pieces in place. I still have a bumpy road ahead of me before I can reapply and register for a few classes, but I’m working on it.
I want to have my license. I didn’t need one in high school or in college and that combined with laziness creates a 24 year old that can’t even take herself to the grocery store. I got my permit last June and have driven a handful of times, and now that the snow is hopefully gone, I’m kicking the driving practice into high gear. I cannot go back to school without a car. It’s fact.
I want a home. At this point in my life I feel like owning a home may never happen, but I’m okay with renting. I’d just like to live in a house and stay there for more than a year or two before moving again. I haven’t lived in a house for more than 4 years since I was 7. I AM SICK OF MOVING. I want to paint walls and have a dog and grow a garden. I want to have a porch with a swing to sit on in the summer.
I want a job where I make a difference. I like my current job…I actually probably love my current job, but most times I feel sort of useless and replaceable. (Which I am. Replaceable.) I want to work with kids again, I want to teach them and help them and be there for them. (And laugh
at with them.)
I want to travel. Montana, Arizona, Massachusetts, Hawaii, Brazil, Iceland, Thailand, Argentina, Peru, Costa Rica, Belize.
I want to be able to make rice crispy treats without gluing all of my fingers together.
I want to have red hair.
I want to get a tattoo.
I want to shave my head.
I want to…
Until then, here is a picture of me and my favorite half in Madison Square Garden.
I also want to get a haircut.