My Autobiography

I got Craig Ferguson’s autobiography American on Purpose for Christmas. I read it in three days. It was fast, fun and highly entertaining. While reading it I started to think what my own autobiography would be like. I would title mine “Bill Page: A Man without Intention.”
Looking back over my life my choices seem more of a reaction than a goal focused plan. I went to college because I was smart and that’s what smart people do. I had no idea what college entailed or why I needed to go. I chose Architecture because I couldn’t think of anything better to do. I took a job in Architecture and moved to Fort Worth because I was sick of working at Target. It was something to do while I figured out what I wanted to be when I grew up.

The first time I can say I did anything on purpose was when I moved to Austin. I had been visiting Marc and Anna every few months there and just loved the City. I still do. Best thing I ever did. After that there wasn’t much intention either.

If I asked my eighteen year old self what I would want to be doing when I was thirty-six I’m pretty sure I’d say married with children and living in a big city. So, this blog leaves me with two questions. Am I any different than most other people, and does it matter. I’m happily married with a wonderful daughter and another baby on the way. It would seem I have gotten where I wanted to go.