Adulting is hard! I mean I have to constantly think about what I do and say and deal with the resulting consequences. Just lately, I have been scrutinizing every decision made or we are in the process of making.
First of all, who do I want to teach?
We have been teaching adults in college for a while now and I like it but when I look at college students and their behavior I think to myself…NO! You shouldn’t be behaving this way. You are an adult, I might be an adultier, adult than you are but you should not be behaving like you are in grade7.
“Teacher, he hit me.”
Seriously??? How old are you?
We wanted to teach High school students but after teaching at a high school I doubt that is something I am cut out for.
Perhaps senior primary. I know the kids will be kids and I am ok with that. At least that is something I expect from the beginning.
Decision number 2, where do I want to live?
Curse my complicated personality! I like to travel, yet I hate change. How is that even possible?!
I want my own house when I say that I don’t mean that I want to buy a house. Yes, we have rented flats and they were ours for a period of time but I want to decorate my flat with things I have accumulated over the years.
When Jurie and I got married, I didn’t have a Hope Chest because we lived in Korea and I knew it wasn’t permanent. So why invest time in decorating your place if you are only going to leave it in the future?
I want to settle down but I also want to travel. UGH!
And lastly, do I want to have children?
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YES
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NO
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I don’t want my time to run out
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I don’t like babies
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I don’t want the van Deventer name to end
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I like my own time
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It seems like the natural progression
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I don’t like noise
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I’m terrified of the responsibility
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When I look at those reasons I feel like an idiot. Those reasons seem dumb. Not once did I say I love children or I think they’re great. I just don’t want time to run out and for me to think, at the age of, 45. “I want children.” I don’t want to regret my decision when I am older, that’s my biggest fear.







