Today’s Blogging 101 assignment was to build on something you’d commented on yesterday while being a good neighbour. I did my commenting this morning. There was a post I commented on that had me thinking all day. I wasn’t necessarily thinking about the post directly, but it had me on a train of thought that I’d like to talk about.
Still Life with Grad Student’s Mayday! Mehday! – which I coincidentally found by chance through Metamorphosing Wallflower’s post about blogs she’d been neighbouring, isn’t this community thing terrific? – perfectly summed up those ‘meh’ days, and pointed out that this is indeed the perfect word for them.
I have these days, I’m sure we all do. Nothing feels right, something’s off, none of your clothes are right and none of your pastimes hold any enjoyment. These are the days I get to thinking. Thinking’s dangerous.
A wise, wise lady – Miss Bridget Jones, I believe – said “It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces.”
I found an amazing (don’t tell him that!) boyfriend, moved out of the family home and – shock horror – started to take control of my life and mature a bit.
Naturally the job was going under.
A lot lately, when I’m having a meh day, I think about my job, and how I’m not too keen on it. Unique, I know. I was content in my job. I mean, I’m a bio-sciences graduate who vaguely enjoyed lab work at uni and was incredibly lucky to land a job in a laboratory before I’d even graduated. I had the interview on the day I heard my degree classification. I knew I was lucky to have found something in my study area, that pays – not much but just – above minimum wage, so fast after finishing uni. Of course I jumped. Feet first. Without really thinking about it.
I sort of wish I had considered my options more. I’ve been in my job now just over two years and I’m thinking lab work is not where I want to be. Which leaves me in a bit of a bind. My thoughts conspire against me. “Labs are all I have experience of! Can I just change career direction like that? How? I don’t know how to do anything else. I can’t afford to take a pay cut. How on earth do I convince any new employer that I can do a job that – let’s face it – I probably can’t do. Even if I could change, I don’t even know what I would like to do. Office work? Retrain to do something else? I don’t even know.”
So on and so forth until I’m in a tizzy. I end up feeling lost and directionless and a bit scared. This is where my meh days take me.
Sensibly, on any other given day, I know that there are a very good proportion of people that are unsatisfied with their job. I know that there are a lot more people that don’t have a damn clue what they’d like to do. I know that at 24, it’s really not a big deal not to know where I’m going in life, or even to change career paths as if they were pants. Still, on those meh days, I worry.
So to calm me next time I get thinking, I’d like to hear your thoughts, people of the blogosphere; Did you know what you wanted to do at 24? If you’re younger, have you an idea? Has anyone changed their mind about what they wanted to do?
(P.S. Bridget Jones will always and forever be my idol).