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July 27, 2008 12:21 am UncategorizedToday was my last class of the summer, which was pretty awesome if you ask me. Just before Dr. C. let us leave the sweltering classroom (apparently they shut off the AC on the weekends, which of course is when we have class), he asked us to pair up, close our eyes, and imagine our perfect Friday ten years from now. Research has shown, apparently, that saying things like this aloud makes it more likely it will happen. (By that logic, then, blogging should do the same.)
My partner wanted a wife and kids, a house on the beach, and a flexible schedule in management that would allow him to enjoy all those things. I smiled; he’s exactly the kind of easygoing and funloving guy who would fit right into a position like that. He looked at me expectantly and I closed my eyes, imagining the click of my heels on marble tile as I reported for work at a Capitol building, dressed in a smart business suit and carrying a matching attache case. Diet Pepsi in hand, I stroll to the kitchen to begin brewing a cup of coffee for my boss — the governor, Speaker of the House, mayor, President. I am 37, I am a press secretary, and I am fabulous.
He (or she) is happy to see me slip into the office, balancing the coffee and a stack of morning newspapers as we prepare to begin our day. A quick review of the day’s news, some return phone calls to reporters, lunch with governmental bigwigs and an afternoon press conference, then back out the grand doors I go, headed for a downtown loft apartment with hardwood floors and minimalist furniture. Dinner is Thai takeout on the coffee table with my beloved while the dogs watch from a respectful distance, perking their ears every time my BlackBerry buzzes with a new missive.
To be truthful, I’m not really sure where this all came from, but it’s what showed up when I closed my eyes. Now I just have to make it happen within the next 10 years. I was slightly annoyed at this exercise when Dr. C. suggested it — why won’t you just let us leave already? — but, I have to admit, it’s pretty cool to think about.
Where do you want to be in 10 years?
Beth :
Date: July 27, 2008 @ 11:02 pm
Whereever it is, I just hope it’s not the same holding pattern I’m in now
courtney :
Date: July 28, 2008 @ 9:33 am
You’d make a great press secretary, although you’re already fabulous!
In 10 years I’d like to be a tenured professor who spends fall, winter and spring teaching a bunch of brilliant kids and spends her summers traveling all over the world. Ahh, a girl can dream.
Geralyn :
Date: July 28, 2008 @ 9:53 am
10 years…
I want to be a Director of Residential Life at a University close to where you are, getting ready to make the leap to VP/Dean
Finished with my PhD…
Married, no kids
Summer cabin by Pine Creek
A dog (maybe 2)
That sounds good…for now.
Oh, and I will have the Shrimp Pad Thai for dinner…and a spring roll
monica :
Date: July 28, 2008 @ 11:15 am
im so stealing this as my next blog post. you willhave to come over and check it out!
daddoo :
Date: August 2, 2008 @ 6:31 am
happily retired with lots of time to do the things I want to do when I want to do them! Like visiting my world famous press secretary daughter!