She wanted to be an interior designer.

My child went to a job day at the local college, and they had a representation of nearly every job available, but she told myself and others she was certain of what she wanted to do when she went to college.

She left myself and others in the dark for a short time before she smiled and said she wanted to be an interior designer, and it surprised myself and others she would choose something like interior designing.

She wasn’t legitimately fantastic in being artsy, and you needed a fantastic eye with color and design when you were an interior designer. I couldn’t imagine her coming up with colors and fabrics that would offset each other to make a room appear smaller or greater. I didn’t deter her decision and tried to give her the incentive she needed to follow her dreams. She started design college right out of high college. I’m not sure what she expected, but it wasn’t what she was thinking. She had to take courses in art, woodworking, color, and design. Shortly after the first semester ended, she told myself and others she was pretty sure she would not make a fantastic interior design specialist… None of the colors she chose matched up and when she tried to design a room, it looked like something out of a horror film. Every one of us talked about how she needed to project her designs to suit the taste of her buyers, and not herself, however she had already given up. She was looking for an alternative job path to follow and it had nothing to do with design,design or textures.


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