Too much Stinkin’ Thinking

As a married woman, I feel I am not alone in admitting that, there comes a point when it feels like I am just waiting. My husband is pursuing a career path, and I fully support him in this journey. But lately I’ve found myself thinking…
What about me?
I perused the local college website, to see if anything out there would ignite even so much as a spark in me…
~Visual Arts? For four years? No, thank you.
~Bookkeeping? Office, payrolls, numbers, accounting, management… I think I’ll see what else is out there…
~Teacher’s assistant? But, then I’d be talking to people ALL the time, wouldn’t I? (Introvert alert, right here) Then again, mostly little people… right..?
Wait… can I even teach??
~ Hospitality and Tourism? Maybe I could do that… (Oh, but that people thing is pretty dominant here too, isn’t it?) I could work at a hotel or visitor information center…
Nope, no spark.
Maybe I need some new sticks…
I like my job well enough for right now, but eventually I will need to broaden myself somehow. Expand my mind and pursue some sort of education; or expand my heart and start a family; expand my spirit and dive into ministry…
I just don’t want to wake up 5 years from now, and realize I have not grown in any areas of my life.
Because if we are not growing, what then distinguishes us from that which is dead?