I find my tolerance for school is low now. Though it’s more that I’m so busy I don’t have time to fit it in, so the thought of homework is awful.
On another note, I can now add author to my list of things, as if I needed more things. lol I’ll have a post about all this before long. But it’s more important to write a few hundred works on my work in progress first.
My dream job as a kid was to be a Colonial reenactor at Historic Williamsburg. I’d still love that, but I think I’d go for ren faire performer instead.
I was a junior docent at my local living history museum as a young adolescent, got my first “real job” as a barista as a teenager, and continued that when I was home for breaks from university. I got a BA in Spanish, taught English as a foreign language in South America for a semester, and hoped to be a contact for immigrants to help with immigration paperwork, learning English, navigating a new place, finding resources for any help needed, etc. Life happened, and I cooked in a health food store’s cafe, helped my uncle open a restaurant, and worked grocery for a while, then spent a couple years at the state vital records office. That was the closest I got to my “dream job,” being able to help non-English speakers get their kids’ birth certificates straightened out. I went back to barista work for a brief stint when my oldest was an infant, but now I am a full-time parent, homeschool educator, and babysit friends’ kids to help make ends meet.