Day 4 has got me stump somewhat. Dream Job. I’ve never really thought that much about it. I know that sounds silly but my university degree let me have so much flexibility that I’ve found myself in a job I would never have dreamed of doing. I love what I do (and I’d like to think I’m good at it) but I feel like my job picked me rather than me picking it. When I was a child I wanted to be a doctor but then I grew up I learnt that biology was not my strong suit and I was a tad squeamish when watching Casualty (its an English medical drama).
I’ve always enjoyed writing, at school it was in the form of short stories or scripts and now as an adult its in the form of a blog and opinion articles for online magazines alas none of which offers any form of actual income. I guess my dream job right now would be to write. About anything, for anything. Ideally I’d write about things I’m passionate about. I fancy myself as a bit of an English Carrie Bradshaw, I can write about wherever the mood takes me; although some of her topics of choice might not be suitable for my usual readers (if you get what I mean ;)). I talk on here about all things Dutch, the best way I can do this better is to be in Holland a little more regularly. I would love to be able to split my life between my friends and family here in the UK and the life I want in The Netherlands.
So there we have it. Any Dutch-English magazine editors reading this that have an opening for an opinionated woman with a passion for rabbiting on? I’m happy to travel and more than happy to provide my argumentative commentary on the challenged of daily life.