Something about Library Night always makes me feel like blogging. Maybe it's being around all those books? Or maybe knowing that I'm midway through the week gets me giddy. I don't know.
What I do know is that I think I've discovered my dream career. I've never known what I want to be when I grow up, at least besides a stay-at-home mom which isn't practical for our family. So I've had some fairly diverse careers.
Today at work, while staring at spreadsheets and listening to podcasts all day, per usual, one of them had on a baby planner. Yep, you heard that right. A baby planner. Just like a wedding planner or event planner, but specifically and only for babies, and with much better hours. Or like being a personal assistant but without having to pickup dry-cleaning. Five minutes into hearing this woman talk and I wanted to work for her or with her or BE her. I have never heard of a job before that combines everything I love. List making, babies, baby showers, gift registries, birth prep, being around pregnant women, talking about pregnancy, researching baby gadgets, making things happen, did I mention LIST MAKING? I seriously love lists. You want a vacation packing list? I can whip you out a comprehensive one in 10 minutes. A To Do list for a move or party prep? I am so there. I flirted with the idea of becoming a doula or even a midwife since I love the whole process of pregnancy and birth, but once again, the hours...and the gore. Seriously, in the absence of the possibility of staying at home with my own sweet kiddos, talking with other woman about their impending little ones is my dream career.
It is a crying shame that I am a woman of more words than actions.