Jo and I are having a bit of trouble with life planning.
I continue to have mini mid-life crises (sp?) whenever it dawns on me that I am doing nothing with my life, and I'm not particularly happy about it. I usually pick myself up, go back to work, and continue on with my humdrum life (imagine the accent of the girl in "Singing in the Rain"), only to have the exact same meltdown a month or two later. Cheesecake can only fix this problem so many times.
Jo is embarking on her junior year and has no clue what she would like to major in. So I try to help her pick a major because deep down I think I just want to continue getting bachelor's degrees for the rest of my life. For me, the problem is not a lack of interest in all of the majors, it's that I would pick so many of them.
At any rate, we continue to struggle and are left in the abyss of indecision. I warn you, it is lonely and depressing and fat accumulating and boring and uninspiring and mind numbing and various other unpleasant adjectives.
So, I suggested that Jo plan my life and I'll plan hers. She immediately shot me down. I don't think she likes this game. Anyhow, so I'm left with my faithful readers... all 3 of you! What next, I ask? If you were me, what would you do? (seriously though, don't tell me what we would all do if we had an alter ego that had no inhibitions and limitless funds, but what would you actually do?)
Thanks in advance for the input... all advice will be carefully weighed before making an rash decisions!
