Let me start by saying I’m 20+ which is by no means old… in fact I’m sure a lot of you older bloggers are now going to shake kids, mortgages, and feet friendly shoes at me for even daring to get nostalgic.

But my childhood and years of being able to blame being a moody cow on teenage hormones ARE over and the realization that it’s my life and it’s up to me to make something of it has hit me like a ton of bricks!

I am officially a grown up, although in hindsight the fact that I still refer to it as “being a grown up” is evidence that I look at it as still more of a legal than descriptive title. I can do whatever I want with my life. This would be fantastic if I only knew what the heck it was I did want!

So here’s my question… When did you figure out what you wanted to do with your life?…or is that in itself a lifelong decision?