When I was much, much younger, I had my life all planned out (The sound you just heard was God laughing out loud). By 25, I would have already completed college, gotten married, and my job of choice was either accountant, flight- attendant, child psychiatrist, or interior designer. My husband and I would be living in a fabulous eco-friendly beach house (I was ahead of the eco-friendly trend) with two little stylish, artistic, multi-lingual, genius boys and pregnant with my third. Yes all by the time I was 25.
But in reality, I'm way past 25, still haven't completed college, I do interior design for myself, live in a apartment with no husband, but I do have one of the stylish, artistic, genius boys' (not yet multi-lingual). Life is good.
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