Like many people, I’m searching for purpose. Honestly though, I’ve been laying low for most of my life, I could quite easily continue on the slacker path EXCEPT life won’t let me. Whenever I get too comfortable in a retired-like lifestyle, life tends to introduce discomfort into my path, forcing me to action. Psh. Whatever.
As far as careers I’ve attempted, the first was early-retirement — that didn’t pan out because my friend/girlfriend wasn’t satisfied with that — or something, who knows. But because she’s an important component in my life, I made a change. The second was computer-network administration. It was part-time and on-call but only for my father’s company. I tried expanding with other clients but hated it — I moved on to computer programming after that. I tried selling some software I developed but nothing took off, eventually I switched to freelance work and finally made enough money for my friend and I to live comfortably on our own. Unfortunately I dedicated way too much time to sitting in front of the computer and burnt myself out, it only lasted a few years and I had zero interest in continuing with anything programming-related after that.
I tried making funny YouTube videos with my friend, using children’s toys as the main characters. She humored me for a few months but just wasn’t into it. I then went back to developing software, this time for the new “Mac App Store” that Apple had come out with (not to be confused with the App Store for iPhone/iPad). I sold some software, but not enough to live on. Screw it, I tried, I was definitely done with commercial software development now.
My next career, I suppose, was writing. I started a blog, this blog in fact. I’ve sold some books too, but again, nothing significant. I primarily write this blog because thoughts constantly flow through my mind and they don’t leave unless I express them. My friend doesn’t want to hear about all my thoughts so I write them here instead. Commercially my writing is not successful, so it’ll have to be relegated to a hobby I guess. So now what? Oh and I did attempt to be a stay-at-home dad but that’s not a forever thing — they do grow up ya know.
Okay, so I was listening to this guy talk about finding your purpose and I think I came up with something. Okay, ready? My new career path… is… a coach. HUH!? What kind of coach? Uh I’m not exactly sure but listen to this. Now mind you, I did go to a four-year college and received a Bachelor of Science in Exercise Science. What’s that? Just what it sounds like, it’s all about exercise and the science behind it. You could be a gym teacher, a guy that runs treadmills for heart-attack stress testing, a personal trainer, or perhaps even a coach.
Wait, so you’re going to be an athletic coach? Well, I don’t know about that — I mean if it comes up, then I guess I’d consider it. But I think another possible option is a “life coach” of sorts. WHAT?! Well I know what yer thinkin’ — a bit of the blind leadin’ the blind and all, but hear me out. First, I’m pretty sure I’m a coach of some sort, it’s just what I am, a relentless scrutinizer always looking for ways to improve things. I’m not really a teacher, I have more of a coach’s mentality.
For example, I’m constantly trying to coach my friend in one thing or another. Understandably, she wants no part of it, she’s not someone that likes to be coached — so that means I need to look outside of my house for people to coach. Now, I never said I’d be the best coach, just a decent one that coaches people who share a similar perspective to my own. For instance, some people starting at the gym don’t want some overly buff dude, who’s never been fat, training them. Similarly, overly pessimistic people can’t relate to naturally optimistic folks, I never could — I’d always think “what the heck are you so happy about! Just cut it out already!” So I’d be their gentle introduction into the ways of happiness and anxiety-free living.
But anyway dear diary, that’s just something I’m considering.