Direction

The last week or so I've been in a funk.  I couldn't figure out why, but I just felt down in the dumps and sad.  Last night, I think I figured out why.  I've almost always had a goal in my life, and most of my goals involved schooling.  Getting through high school, studying music, studying art, getting a Masters and working towards a career.  I still have the goal of getting my Masters, but at this point in my life, it isn't something I can work towards besides saving up money to do it.  We don't want any more debt than we are already in with our car and David's student loan from when he first got back from his mission. 

The thing that's bothering me is that I don't really have much of a direction in my life right now.  I clean the house, work, and that's pretty much my life.  I don't hate my job, that's not it.  I just don't feel challenged.  I would like a job in the arts, but around here that's not really an option.  I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't have many things to look forward to.  The summer will be nice because it will be warm, but I'll still be doing what I'm doing now.  I want something to work towards.  I liked going to school because I felt accomplished.  When I finished a class, I was that much closer to graduation, or being able to take the next level of classes.  And then I graduated, and I don't know what to work towards.  David says I need to find a hobby and I told him I feel like my hobby is laundry because I feel like that's all I do.  I want to find something I'm really good at, something that I'll really look forward to doing. 

Sorry this has been kind of a downer post, but I had to get all my feelings out so I can work through them in my head.  That's basically how my mind works.  Maybe tonight at work I'll have some epiphany about what I should do.  Until then, I'm open to suggestions!  (and to my family-I know you're all going to say stuff like underwater basket weaving...I know exactly where all my sarcasm came from.)