Last week, Bossy asked the question of her esteemed reading council, What would be your dream job to make a living if you could? Here is a sample of the responses left in Bossy’s comment section:
Here is a link to the rest of your dream job comments — there are nearly one-hundred of them.
Bossy has one question for her esteemed council this week: what keeps you from your dream job?
Bossy knows some of the answers will involve Oh Bossy a little thing I like to call my children and money and other responsibilities. Still it’s interesting to ask the question because other people manage to make their dream job happen even when challenged with money and family.
Bossy can sum up the reason she doesn’t make a respectable living engaged in her dream job in this way: Bossy doesn’t try — doesn’t ask for exactly what she wants.
Which is what today’s Ten-Word Challenge is all about. Have at it, council .In exactly ten words, can you explain what keeps you from pursuing your dream job?
And be sure to check back later today for the most interesting dream obstacles on the web. Maybe we can even help each other overcome a few of them.
Bossy stands in her own way. Four words for sale.
Fear. Afraid to fail, and abjectly terrified of actually succeeding.
Bossy’s inability to own what it is she does best.
web knowledge lacking at the level needed. Plus money
Not having a clue what my dream job would be . . .
Too old and too achy to create gardens for others.
–>Pursing it now. Anxiously hoping for job offer by Monday.
–>Not –>Professional philanthropist. Or beer tester. As stated previously. *sigh*
Too old, dumb, and blind to be an astronaut anymore.
One hundred fifty five thousand dollars worth of student loans.
I live in a dry county. No wine stores allowed.
Loyalty to my boss, for now, until time is right.
No proverbial foot in the door. Also – ditto Gillian (#10)
There ain’t enough Xanax to quell my doubts and insecurities.
Enjoy job, insurance and retirement too much to risk it.
But I do teach horseback riding lessons on the side.
Fear of success anchors me; fear of failure paralyzes same.
Aren’t we supposed to be working on that?
Autistic kid plus lack of sleep equals lack of motivation.
I’m beginning to think its genetic plus most of the above.
Fear of failure, no money, no foot in the door.
Disability keeps me down. Along with the man. Damn him.
2009: open-heart surgery, cancer, 2 funerals. Repayment trumps dreams.
is what bossy does best legal? 4 words for sale.
Location, location, location! Need to move to LA or NY.
Current job ate my soul. Need to quit and recharge.
Fear, money, fear, laziness, fear, attention span, fear, dog, fear.
Not sure how much Bossy wants it. Balanced life trumps.
mortgage and two pairs of blue eyes on swim team
There’s too much good TV. Five words for sale — CHEAP.
I am living my dream job. And it is fanfreakin’tastic.
Too busy to live dream-living it now-early retirement!
I keep changing jobs because I can’t figure it out! and I didn’t win the 331 million
kids, dog, fear, lack of talent, lazy, tired, and blah!
Breadwinner for our family. Can’t opt out.
Too old, tired, and broke to go to medical school.
I teach high school English. It IS my dream job.
Can’t sing, paralyzing stage-fright, too old to be Stevie Nicks.
Inertia – the devil you know is better than the unknown.
Plotting now, learning skills, launching when daughter is grown.
Three college tuitions back-to-back-to-back. Maybe someday.
fear, baby. fear.
House, kids, responsibilities + procrastination, lack of imagination/talent/financing = inertia.
oh #2 ROCKLE – RIGHT ON!
Me @ 19: I didn’t go to college to raise your babies!
Him: Okay
Me @ 28: I can’t put my precious baby in daycare!
Him: Okay
Me @ 50: Hmmm. Too late for career. What’s next?
Him: I’m still here….
I’m very lucky. I asked. We (he?) made it happen.
hmmm…not sure “St John USVI Beach Bum” constitutes as a dream job…HOW fun would THAT be, though…
Cindy in Walla Walla-not too late!
property taxes and outrageous car insurance. wanna raise my kids….
Money. Would consume my every waking moment. Now a nightmare!
Got biology/chemistry degree. Thought English degree might not pay.
Dream job: dog groomer.
Parents would kill me after paying years of college tuition.
Don’t know where to apply as millionairess and world traveler.
Four years left of training! Never thought I’d make it.
I don’t think anyone pays people to play World of Warcraft.
I’m a horrific procrastinator. Don’t get up and go. Seriously.

Two kids in college and I have the family’s insurance.
Single. big girl job leaves no time for dream job
In a fallow period as to work. Might turn into real retirement. Still figuring that all out. Nice to not be behind the eight ball, trying to get used to it.
All I know is that I love my job already.
Interesting call to arms. You’re right, what holds us back?
Already a mom. Not sure what other dream I have.
Risk aversion and lack of confidence are no doubt involved.
Interesting topic as I’m wrestling with this now – thinking of becoming a full-time student now, in my mind-40’s – awaiting acceptance letter and it is scaring me senseless – just the thought I might actually get in – and then have to work. Hard. Been on cruise control so many years I’m not sure I could handle it!
Single mama: can’t quit day job and afraid of failure.
Ipod apps are wasting my time, doing stuff is hard.
Have dreamish job, now working on book about it.
I wax chachas, low stress and surprisingly fun.