Mad Skills

I had a job interview this week, for another type of work-from-home position. During the discussion, one of the two interviewers asked me why I had applied, with all my education and experience and "skill." He actually used that word. I hope the shock did not show blatantly on my face, as I rarely associate myself with one who is "skilled."

I thought a minute and replied, honestly, that it was because the job had absolutely nothing to do with the court system or the law. I am pretty sure that is not what employers want to hear - that they are the default backup choice. But it is true, so I put it out there. I haven't heard yet if I've been hired. Shocking, huh?

Seriously, I spend hours of time doing internet searches for employment as far from the legal field as possible. Fear sets in randomly when I think of a legal career as my destiny. My husband thinks I am a flat-out kook - and he is likely onto something. While on sites to post resumes, pop-ups abound proclaiming "Go Back to School and Get Your Paralegal Degree!" and "Continue Your Education Online!"

It is a sign. And I do believe in signs, as we all know by now. When I think logically, it is insane - armed with law degree, girl attempts to break into bottom-level position as most-educated person in room. It does not even make sense to me!

But it also does not make sense to be miserable and feel disgusted with your life because you chose a degree program which turned out not to be the dreamy, respected profession you had hoped. The world is to the brim with miserable people, for whatever reason. Everyone has their burdens to bear and problems with which to deal. I realize I am fortunate at this moment to take the step back and ponder my future - most don't even get that small luxury.

So, I embrace it and refuse to be one more unhappy person in an increasingly unhappy world. I feel guilty sometimes that I am in this position - the money and time I spent to reach a goal I now disdain. But, no regrets. That is more in line with the misery of this world and I will not have it! Sooner or later, I'll figure it out. (Let's hope sooner, rather than later.)

And if not, it's not the worst thing either. I can always make my way somehow. I've got "skills" remember?