I would love to have had the decisiveness and drive along these lines that my daughter has had.
When she started kindergarten, she wanted to be an elephant trainer.
A year or two after that, she wanted to be a playground designer (not “builder”, she was very specific—cute as hell from an eight-year-old, “No, Daddy, not builder; I want to design them.”)
In junior high school, she wanted to open a gourmet restaurant (not just “a restaurant”) with two of her friends, and manage the entire back end herself.
In high school she wanted to be an airline pilot (and joined Air Force Jr. ROTC in her junior year in support of that objective—she planned to join the USAF)
Later in high school and for awhile in college she wanted to be a doctor, and then a bit after that she changed to wanting to be “a pathologist”, so she wouldn’t have to deal with live patients. She started pre-med courses and eventually did graduate from the U of Wisconsin with a BS in Biology, but put the med school stuff on hold, at least for now.
I’ve probably missed a few other career choices that she had mapped out.
And… in the past year she has gone back to an earlier plan of being a restauranteur by designing, contracting / building and now managing her own food cart near the U of W Madison campus. In her first year of operation she got the highest evaluation of all operating food carts in Madison, too.
I can hardly wait to see what she does next. (And I’m no less proud of my son, who has enlisted in the USAF and given me a grandson. He just never seemed to plan so imaginatively.)