<p>^^^I’m looking for that job, too. After 23 years of self employment, I’m ready to go back to a regular job that I can leave at the office at five o’clock. And I want to retire at 67 and collect Social Security. I don’t care how little the job pays. I’m tired of working every night and every weekend during the busy times, and wondering if I’ll be able to pay my bills during the slow times. </p>
<p>30 years ago, I was finishing up my last course in summer session so I could get my degree in biology in three years. I finally gave up on my dream of becoming a marine biologist, as tuition had gone up and I would not be able to afford a fourth year in college. I was engaged to marry a man I met during my Christmas break, a coworker of my sister. To me, he was a great catch. He was two years older than me and had a JOB! I was set for life. I could work as a teacher and we’d live comfortably. Little did I know that shortly after our marriage, there would be an oil bust, and we’d both be unemployed. And I never, ever, ever thought I would be a mom. We never intended to have children. But that biological alarm went off when my husband hit 30, so here we are.</p>
<p>Happily, husband got out of the oil field, and is doing well with his career. I am wishing I had stuck with teaching, as I’d be retiring with a pension soon. And although I did not become a marine biologist, I still have my love of nature and am an avid birdwatcher, something I learned to love during my biology studies in college. </p>
<p>I always tell my son, no knowledge is wasted. No matter what your degree is in, and whether you actually get a job related to your degree, you did not waste your time and money getting your education. It will always be a part of you, and you had experiences and met people you never would have met had you not gone to that school.</p>
<p>Now I’m 10 years away from the age of my daddy when he died, and I fully expect to have his life expectancy. I’m determined to do as much living as I can in these next 10 years, see all the places I never could afford to go to, even if it’s only vicariously through my CC friends. And I pray every day that I can live long enough to see my son graduate college and, God willing, the birth of my first grandchild.</p>