When I looked at my 20-year-old self 13 years ago, there was a girl who didn’t care about life, the future, or her future.
I will write about this in the group for the first time. It was a tall girl wearing a leotard, a second-year university student. I was one of the many children who did not get school in the field they wanted. He dropped out of school as soon as he started studying a profession he didn’t know, couldn’t, or didn’t even have an A concept.
I couldn’t tell my parents from my family, so I started secretly looking for work as a waiter, bartender, or poster. My mother didn’t want to understand that I really didn’t want to study my profession. My dream was to be a leader and organizer of a group of people, so there was a girl who talked loudly that she would work under people and do a lot in the future many years later.
I was just an empty eloquent dreamer. I dreamed as I wanted, not paying money to dream. I accidentally fell in love with a cute guy who works at a car wash. Imagine that you went around the door to see him and persuaded your younger brother to wash the car.
Suddenly, in one corner, a quick-witted, bright and friendly young man is hired as a car washer. When you see an ad posted for pay. I patted my thigh and went to see him, and I was going to go in the next day. So, I started working with the guy I fell in love with as a car wash. Washing cars was also not my interest. I didn’t like it.
My other young man was diligent, meticulous, and modest, and never exchanged a word with me. After working for three months, they settled down together and at least ate lunch together. In order to eat together, I used to pack food for him at home and go to work in the morning. On days without a car, I used to sit on the window and watch the road. Most of my day was spent at the window or washing the car. There is no such thing as results.
The other guy was the most helpful and devoted to his work because he supports his family. It’s good to be friends. One day I counted the hours I spent looking out the window and was surprised. I spent 5 hours a day sitting at the window looking at the road. When I didn’t have a car, I needed something to do instead of staring out the window. I started reading. After reading the book, I had a new desire to travel.
A thought that came out of nowhere. I got satisfaction from traveling and enjoying nature, and I started to feel that I want to introduce and explain nature, land, and formations to many people. It’s a feeling that it’s just as easy as if it could be done. That fall, on the recommendation of my boyfriend, I enrolled in a small private school for tourism.
He went to school and did his homework actively. I thought that was my wish. He continued to work at the car wash on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays. Because I still loved the other guy. In the spring of my sophomore year at my new school, I got a first date proposal from a guy. We had a date with Khul Khortsok. Just watch a movie and walk away. He started the date a lot.
We started living together just two months after we officially started dating. So, one family lit their hearth. In the next room for rent, it is close to work, so it is at the end of the neighborhood. Two years later, we have another kiosk with a cute basket solution in our backyard and a tire repair in our yard. After graduating, I officially had the opportunity to work in the profession I wanted.
One whole night we talked about what to do next without sleeping. This is how our conversation continued. We went to private tours and started working as guides, interpreters and drivers for little or no salary. Started writing the project. Twice he was tempted by the project and twice he got desperate and argued at home. Deliberately, he took out a loan and created his first business, a four-person travel camp.
The workers were divided into all jobs, my husband was the driver, I was the guide, the treasurer, the accountant, the director, the mother-in-law was the cook, the washer, and the brother-in-law was the rest. It was difficult. There are no people and there is rain and snow. But right now the situation is a bit different. We are doing the work of our dreams with the help of Lake Baikal. I say thank you, it was a great trip, and I give myself points for the number of people I see.
I’m trying. The most important thing is to be full of laughter when you go to work in the morning, and to be full of heart when you plan your work in the evening. I walked out of the car wash with two things: my love and the discovery of my dream job. The most important thing is to be happy in whatever you do. This is written for the many angels younger than me… Wingless Angels Group