Over the last decade there has been an explosion of craft beer distillers opening up every where. In Delaware it seems every other week a new one is popping up in a storage building, someones backyard, a warehouse, just about any ole place. I personally couldn’t be more excited. The best is that this has become a great form of entrepeneurship. The combination of craft brewers and food trucks has changed the lanscape for hanging out and having a good time. Craft beer distillers have an amazing impact on the local economy, plus they give locals a place they can call their own.
8 years seems like a long time but in the reality of things I know it will be here before I know it. I am always planning for the future yet there is a burning sensation that I have no clue what I am going to do when I retire from military. I continue to fill my toolbox with all these things that I can do yet have no clue still. In two years I hope to have my masters completed in home land security but don’t necessarily want to work in the field. I love cooking and would love to open something on my own but am scared to death of owning a restaurant. I want to get a real estate license yet I am afraid that I won’t make any money and that the market could be bad. I want to travel the world eat, drink, and have fun yet don’t know how to make money doing it. I would love to be a sports talk radio show host. So the real question I guess is how do I figure out what to do, how to be happy, and make some money doing it all.
My military career will come to an end in just eight years. This will be by choice, I don’t want to stay longer than I need to and I will need to give some time back to my family. I can’t and won’t ever complain about my career because it has given my so much, my house, my education, friends, respect, and allowed me to learn so much about myself. So some will ask why leave than, it’s because of the earlier statements plus it will just be time to go. The last eight I consider the back-end of my career because in just six years I will begin to work on leaving the military and transition to the civilian world again. This will be an exciting time and I truly can’t wait.
The goal for the Master’s Degree was and still is a plan B if I don’t ever find something that I love. See, I believe that in my second career I should do something that I truly love. If that is the case then I will be traveling the world and getting paid handsomely for it. Most likely though this won’t be the case and I will need to make sure that I have a fall back plan, the degree. I guess folks will question me on why I am spending all this time getting the Masters and not use it. Good question, I really don’t have a great answer for you. I want my daughters to see that it can be done, I want to be the only person in my family to have accomplished it, I really in enjoy the material, and I want the back up plan. Thats really the jist of it.
Cooking is my happy place in life. When ever I am stressed I enjoy getting into the kitchen and experimenting with a new recipe or just throwing things together. When I am in the kitchen everything just goes away and I can focus on the food. I am by no means a master chef, but I do pretty good in the kitchen. I believe food brings people together and cooking a meal that everyone loves is very gratifying. I am happy when everyone else is happy and great food has that effect. I also enjoy when that food comes together with great conversation. My favorite holiday is thanksgiving because I get to make the majority of the meal, and once everyone is done they sit and talk at the table. It’s that moment that I enjoy the most. am I able to turn this into a career, who the hell knows. I am scared to death of opening a place of my own, plus I enjoy the experience not everything else that goes with owning a place. I think that having to manage, and schedule, and all those other aspects will take away from the romance of the experience.
Getting my real estate license is the least likely avenue that I will take. I think that I like the idea of being a real estate agent more than anything. Being out of the office, helping people find their forever home. Again I think I like the idea of this, my fear would be that I would suck at this and make zero money or the market crashes right as I get my license. I don’t think I could take putting in all that effort and time just to have something fall through at the last minute and lose out on the commission. The fantasy in my head is that I sell great big houses and make tons of money doing it. The reality is that I probably wouldn’t make that much money and end up in an office somewhere doing data analysis for the Department of Homeland Security.
Sports talk radio show. I would love to sit and talk sports all day everyday. If I had it my way I would be on the air talking Eagles, Phillies, Flyers, and Sixers each day. Years ago I though about going to the Connecticut School of Broadcasting and trying to break in to radio that way. I got scared off and chose a different path. Once again unable to pull the trigger. My show would consist of myself and my BFF talking and going back and forth on various topics. This may be something that I pursue yet but fear it would be too hard to get exactly what I want. I fear that I would be sitting and playing the same new dumb ass song over and over again until I am forced to beat the hell out of myself.
My pipe dream, my coup de gras would be traveling the world enjoying various ethnic foods and cultures with great friends. I would do all the things I love, met great people, and sit in the morning having coffee and talking about my adventures. This is the one I get lost in, the one I know is the furthest from the truth of my life. I would have a couple of friends to travel with me, hell we may even have a you tube channel just to document our adventures. Honestly I just want to travel and share my experiences and yes get paid for doing it. This would be my true happy place, my true career. Truth of the matter is that I have no idea how to do this, and it is so different from the structured life I have always lived. I know where to be and when to be. I hate being late, I hate not knowing. I love the idea of not having to watch a clock but after 17 years in the military I don’t know any other way. When I go on vacation, like the Dublin trip from last year I was more than happy having a loose schedule and not having to follow a clock. It was nice to just get lost in the day. My fear is that this is a dream and a dream only and that in 10 years I will be sitting in a cubicle answering to a kid half my age on why the hell I am staring at a photo Australia. Fuck you Steve it’s my dream, I quit.
Just like that I have already quit a job I don’t have because I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I look forward to the journey and trying to change my ways so that I can eventually do what I love. Will I ever get there, who knows. Will I ever met the right people along the way, again who knows. My life path is unpredictable I only hope that when I come to the cross-road I will have it in my to make the tough choice not the safe choice. 8 more years until I retire, and I have no clue what I want to do.