Giving up on “the dream”…

There are 24 hours in a day. We spend at least eight of those hours at work.

There are seven days in a week. We work at least 40 hours of that week, which leaves 128 hours away from work if you work the typical 9-5 job. Work makes up approximately 1/4 of your week. The other 3/4 are spent with friends, family, sleeping, eating, working out, and doing things we love. That is, if you aren’t too stressed out about how you spend that 40+ hours of your week at work.

1012552_business_world_4Are we supposed to be miserable at our jobs? Is finding the perfect career a lost cause? Is it a waste of time?

I used to believe in doing everything possible to find my perfect career, but my dream is fading… maybe we’re just supposed to go to work, suffer through it, come home and go on with life.

I’m 32 years old and I’m on my third career. I’ve been a newspaper reporter, a high school English/Journalism teacher, and now, a marketing assistant. Believe it or not, they do tie in to my experience, my B.A. in Journalism and my M.A. in Education.

Sometimes I feel weird when people ask me about my work history and I have to explain three different careers. I fear they think, “Wow- she can’t make up her mind!” (true) or “This girl can’t keep a job!” (not true) or even, “Give it up honey, you’re searching for a job that satisfies you and makes you happy, and it’s just not going to happen.” (maybe true) But for a long time, I didn’t care what people thought. We live one life- why not search for the perfect job for you until you find it? 1127694_woman_walking

At this point, I think a lot of us have given up on our career dreams, and we’d just like to at least find a job we don’t dread going to each day.

So is that it? Forget the dream, whatever it may be, and instead suffer through your job that gives you little to no satisfaction? To me it’s very sad that so many people get nothing out of their jobs, and they are doing nothing to fix it. On the other hand, I can see why they give up.

What do you think? Is a job just a job, or should we still try to find the career that’s perfect for each of us?

This might freak you out…

This is kind of weird.

It started in 2004.IMG_0305 (2)

I started having a recurring nightmare about being on a cruise ship that was knocked over by a giant wave. I would have it about every week, and it went on for about a month. And then, the 2004 tsunami in the Indian Ocean happened. My dreams about the giant wave stopped. That seemed pretty strange to me, but I didn’t think too much more about it.

I started having the dream again in 2005. These dreams were more vivid. I was always on a cruise ship, it would eventually be hit by a wave, and the ship would sink. In April, the Norwegian Dawn was hit by a few giant waves. It didn’t sink, but people were hurt, and like before, my dream stopped.

IMG_0271 (2)In 2010 I actually went on a cruise (that’s where all these pictures are from). I’ll be honest- I was really excited, but I was also horrified. Cruise ships have always freaked me out. Not just because of the Titanic, but because I have always had a fear of being trapped somewhere and drowning. (And for the record, yes, I can swim, and I’m not afraid to get into deep water!) Somehow I survived the cruise without any anxiety attacks. I actually had a blast and would love to go on another cruise!

I had gone years without my recurring nightmare about drowning on a sinking cruise ship. And then in December of 2011, they started again. Do you see where this was going? I was at a friend’s house when we saw the news – the Costa Concordia had wrecked off the shore of Italy. Thirty people were killed. Like all the other times, my dream stopped.

IMG_2100 (2)It freaked me out big time. That’s three times that my recurring nightmare happened before a disaster on the ocean.

And guess what started a few nights ago? Yup- the nightmare. Last night’s dream was super vivid, probably the longest nightmare I’ve had. We all knew the ship was sinking, but people kept having fun. I was frantically running around the ship trying to figure out a way to save myself, but then it completely flipped up and cracked in half, and began to sink Titanic-style. I was on top of the ship, holding on for dear life as it went down into the cold, dark ocean.

For the sake of anyone taking a cruise anytime soon, I hope nothing happens.  But how weird would it be if something DID happen?! It really freaked me out a year ago with the most recent cruise ship disaster. I’m kind of freaked out that my nightmares are coming true for some people.

Of course, now that I’m telling everyone about all of this, nothing will happen. Isn’t that how it always works?

Please don’t put me in the loony bin.