That's What She Said.

You know, I have a growing list of "Just in Case/Back-Up/Worst Comes to Worst" things to do in my head.

I figure in times such as this, it can't be bad to have a Oh Bother list.

A few of said items include:

*Go to Graduate School. Now this seems like the most realistic. It also seems to be the most expensive. I don't know what the ROI of a Master's Degree is these days, but it's a piece of paper I long to have.

Problem is, I have no concrete idea of what I want to get my degree in. I've thought of everything from education to student affairs to art therapy to international education to intercultural communications to...to....to.

*Travel. The most desirable option, however almost impossible. To travel one must have money and freedom.

Freedom I may have. Money I do not.

*Move to Southern California. I like the Bay area. I do. But I really like San Diego. I feel way more comfortable and at home there. Now, what I would do once my Uhaul arrived...I do not know.

*Become a Disney Cast Member. This could directly link to my move to SoCal. It doesn't look all that bad. I mean you have to deal with a lot of tourists and kids, but you're technically working in the happiest place on Earth. (Although I'll have to ask next time I'm down there, if said employees still consider it so).

I've always wanted to be Belle, but I'm assuming I'm too short. The kids would totally knock me over. I could sell churros or dress up as a pirate.

Just keep me away from the Small World ride and the Teacups----those things make me nauseous.

*Join some sort of colony and hone in on my creative side. I'd have time to paint, write, draw, sing. It sounds fantastic.

Then again, I'd probably have to grow my own vegetables and give up on shaving...so maybe not.