I set really high expectations for pretty much everything in
life. I personally think it all stems from learning
how to read those stupid
classroom signs with inspirational quotes on them. I may have taken them to
heart a little too much.
It is kind of strange. I had never really thought about it
until right now. When I was a child I thought I would be a world travelling
professional (specifically a lawyer or a journalist) that would not have to
settle down and still manage to wrangle my four or five kids into bed every night
after a lovely homemade supper. I have grown out of that fantasy, the one where
I was a serious adult with very serious career and demanding personal life. That
being said I do take my career very seriously, I absolutely am in love with my
job and my adventure working in radio so far, but I still expect to take the
world by storm some day when I have gotten the practice and developed the
patience it takes to be a real adult. I love my career tract enough to let my
personal life suffer a bit, moving across the country away from any friends and
family I have ever had to start my career off working independently was a
choice I made and that until recently had not really bothered me.
The real adult part is the struggle. Sometimes I set the bar
so high on my expectations that I end up a little heartbroken when they don’t
work out the way I see them in my head. I am a very visual person and have
always embraced visualizing and willing myself to win. I was the kid who always
cried on Christmas Day when the magic had worn off and the sugar had set in
(and DisneyWorld was still not in the card for the upcoming year). My parents
were thrilled when I became able to drive myself to hockey games, I never
thought I had played very well and usually was a huge ball of nerves before and
after every game.
I could continue this list of setting relatively high bars
to hurdle and uber competitiveness mashed with a side of temper flare ups but I
think two examples is enough. I never really was a very whimsical child, I
obsessed over music and sports until I went to university and then went on to obsess
about getting out of university on time and onto something I would enjoy a lot
more. If you haven’t read my previous blogs I was not the best student at
university, I freely admit it.
I have always been super passionate about the things I have
become involved in, from cutting carbs to travelling there are things that are
always on my mind. My attention span may dwindle, but the passion never really
has been drained. Let’s just say I can be a little intense.
But, as being part of an adult today’s lesson is that I need
to stop reading those damn quotes and taking them so seriously. It is amazing
to have aspirations, huge plans, and incredible dreams and to live the fantasy
but at some point you have got to get your head out of the clouds and take a
breath. Yes, shoot for the stars, but be okay with an extended stopover flight.
Sometimes that is what life is, life is a massive journey full of experiences
that won’t wait for you to experience them yourself sometimes. These situations
thrust themselves on you and though they may not be welcome, or what you
expected they are a reality that should be greeted with warmth or at least curiosity.
Sidenote: When I was twenty-one I did end up going to
Disneyland (I know it’s not quite Disneyworld) with my boyfriend and I must say
it was a trip beyond all of my expectations, even though everyone had informed
me after a lifetime of dreaming of a Disney vacation that I would be disappointed,
I was not.
I am so excited! My hometown Middleton, Nova Scotia is in
the running for Kraft Hockeyville 2015! Here is a little video from Valley
Credit Union’s Head Office of myself, and a couple others doing the “Kraft
Faceoff” Challenge with Oreos. I am pretty pumped that I won; I was horrible at
it during the practice round. 
