You know the saying as well as I do; “If you love your job, you’ll never work a day in your life.”
Somehow, despite really enjoying my job—as well as many others I’ve held—I have never related to this expression. Even when I had what I still consider a dream-gig, working as Editor in Chief of a college newspaper, there were times I was so stressed that I would rather be anywhere else on those Tuesday production nights. It became very clear, however, that the challenges were what made that job so satisfying and worthwhile.
But yeah, it definitely felt like work.
My blogger buddy, Bill, recently posed a question: what are a few jobs I dream of having? Though I’m quite certain that all of these would still come with plenty of can’t-wait-for-the-weekend moments, these are five choices that have been elevated as dream-like in my mind.
I want to be a full-time writer, and I plan on taking the plunge once my husband and I are secure in our finances. More than anything, I want to write a novel, from the comfort of home, and fill the pages of a book with my original ideas.
So far, I’ve got the topic. Up next comes the writing. This dream is in its infancy, but still in the making.
2. Seat Filler
Thank you, Seinfeld, for filling me in on this one. I would love to go to fancy events, like the Academy Awards or the Emmy’s (probably not the Country Music Awards, though) as a seat filler. I swear, I’d be the most intentive and enthusiastic clapper in the audience.
3. Newspaper EIC
Here’s the deal: I love newspapers and always will. If I could somehow navigate the decaying industry of print journalism and snag a job as an editor in chief, preferably of a small-town publication, I would do it in a heartbeat.
Any stress and craziness that came from my former job was 100% worth it. You get to inform the masses, create content that matters, and seek the truth. You get to connect an entire community. That’s a dream for me, for sure.
4. Taste Tester
I like food. Writing about it, similar to music, is hard, which is why I went for “tester” rather than “critic.” If I could sample delicious goods and give straightforward feedback, my tummy would be happy and my spirits high.
5. Travel Writer
If people paid me to travel, I’d be on cloud nine. Another word for this dream job might be “influencer,” but I’d rather write a blog post than an Instagram caption about my experience.
I can imagine it now: walking through the streets of Greece, notepad in hand, describing the comforts of the luxury villa I’m staying at. Yeah, that’d be the life.
Bonus job: Designated Hitter
I grew up wanting to be the first woman to play in Major League Baseball, but it didn’t take very long for me to switch directions from overhand pitching to under. If I could join a team, today, I would. Preferably, though, I’d be a designated hitter for a professional softball team. I loved everything about playing shortstop, but I always thought that getting on base was something I could really spend all my time and energy doing.
By the way, based on a recent excursion to a batting cage, it seems as though this option has expired.
For now, I’ll continue to promote tourism destinations and scribble in my spare time, though who knows what the future holds?