When did it all begin?

My first answer to this is Fall of 2010 when I took the Intro to Interior Design course.  I was bored and looking for something to do.  I'm new to the area and also was looking for a way to meet new people.  I figured it would be fun.  What I didn't realize, is that I might actually want to pursue this as a career, or at worst a hobby.  

Now that I have a few more courses under my belt I look back at some things in my life and think that maybe there were signs all along that I didn't follow for a variety of reasons.  As I mentioned in an earlier post, when I was in grade school and the first man walked on the moon, I started drawing elaborate floor plans for living in space.  When I owned my first home, I was all about trying to "do it right".  I wanted to make sure it coordinated and looked like a magazine.  I'm not sure I achieved the latter but I did OK.  When I was in graduate school, an architectural firm in Boston my father worked with created a summer internship for me to work on marketing for them.  For various reasons, I had to back out of that at the last minute.   I've also always had a keen interest in real estate and have been to a zillion model homes and HGTV was a new best friend when it came on the air.

Given where I'm at now, I often wonder what course my life would have taken if I'd taken that summer internship.  I was in graduate school at the time pursuing my MBA.  I wanted to be a product manager for a consumer goods company.  Although the internship was in marketing, it was in a totally different industry. Had I worked there I may have realized at a much earlier time in my life that I loved this type of work.

They say life's a journey and things happen for a reason.  I guess this is the journey I was meant to take.