Then what?

You know when you meet people and have the obligatory "get to know you" conversation? You know, the one that goes something like, "Where are you from? And what do you do? Oh, you only have one year left of your Masters? Then what?"

You know that conversation? I do.

I'm approaching my second and final year of grad. school and to be honest, I'm just not quite sure about the "then what?" part. All I know is that at the end of a long and successful career as a social worker or therapist or mom or professional acrobat (okay, it might be a little late to shoot for that one), I want to spend ample time on a beach with my old, adorable husband (I'm taking applications if anyone is interested), playing Rummikub and drinking soda.

I watched this couple on the beach in Corona Del Mar as they played Rummikub for 4 hours and intermittently pulled sodies and snacks from their Coleman. And maybe I was a little jealous.