It's only Thursday?

Gosh this week has been long!

I am exhausted! I feel like I did so much, but I also feel unfulfilled.  If that isn't a big enough contrast for ya, I suddenly find myself asking the question: is what I do really that important? Why can't I ditch all this ninny winny of my life and get the coolest job in the universe!

What's the coolest job in the universe you ask? I'll tell you a few dream job options for me:

Talk show host

Snl cast member

Sitcom cast member

Director of anything fun, fancy & onstage/onscreen

Lead singer of a traveling holiday jazz band(newly realized this month whilst singing to pandora daily)

Wouldn't that be great??

Here's my week this week:

Monday: work 9-5 in an office

Tuesday: audition, lunch with friends, babysit

Wednesday: clean my house, run a lot of errands and hang out with friends

Thursday: get ready for Christmas, Skype with Mom, babysit

Friday: submit auditions, babysit, game night

Saturday: brunch with friends, cook, ward Christmas party

Sunday: prepare ward music, rehearse, go to church, cook, make dessert 

This a pretty good sense of what my week is all the time (for the last 1.5 months) Is this boring? I don't even know?! My twin sister asked me this week: what do you do all day?

I do stuff! I keep busy. I make enough money! But is my dream job in the future?? How can I get there? What am I doing now that is distracting me from getting there? Is this unrealistic? Am I sentenced to a life of watching other peoples kids, doing crafts, catching up on occasional netflix and only trying to be a star? (Is that really a sentence?) 

Well, these are today's thoughts that I have (not thought) & shared them with the world instead!

Things I am constantly grateful for: 

Amazing, amazing New York City!

On the way to babysit I saw 3 subway performers, nice smiling faces & I was just HAPPY! I grew up in suburb where you could make contact with zero people on your commute to work. You sit in a car alone, pull up to your individual driveway, shut the door and go home to your family, seeing or meeting no new faces.  Here, I share my commute experience with hundreds!  There are so many reasons why I love the city and for these EXPERIENCES I get to have everyday, I am truly grateful!

Is life so much about getting your dream job? Or about having magical experiences everyday? A little of both? I'm really not quite sure! Can't I just be old and wise already? 

Aw well,

surviving meme