The Road Not Taken

About a week ago, I started rethinking the path my life is set on. I work full time (with one full time job, and one part time job, mind you), am not in school, and don't really feel like my life is headed in any particular direction. It's just.... going. Now, I've "rethought" my life goals quite a few times over my life (all 21 years of it), but enough is enough. Something needs to get done, and it needs to start now.
The problem is, how do I do it?
They always say that if you work a job you love, you'll never work a day in your life. I want to have a job that I love. So, I sat down, and wrote a list of all the different activities that I love. After talking to my boyfriend, and a few of the people who know me best, I came to the conclusion that despite everything else I love to do, the thing that I love best is...... Cosmetology.
I love make-up. Sorry, wait.... I LOVE make-up. I love styling people, helping them look into the mirror and say, "Damn, I look good." I love how make-up can change a tan brunette to look like super-pale beauty Marilyn Monroe. (Don't believe me? Check it out.) I love watching before-and-after shows like "How Do I Look?" and seeing the delight on people's faces when they see themselves post-makeover. I want to have that ability.
I'd been considering so many different career options for so many different reasons. I hate math, but I initially registered as an account major last year, because I wanted to be able to financially support myself. I considered nursing for the same reason. I wanted to become a business major to help my management path. (I have a dingy little job as a "shift manager" at a convenience store.) I was planning on going back to community college for English and risking my hand at the publishing industry, because all throughout high school, I wanted to be a writer. But these days, when I have free time, I live and breathe make-up, not writing, or taxes, or business.
When I think of all the reasons not to pursue make-up and beauty, all the other careers I could pursue that would be more lucrative, and therefore more socially keen, I think of a poem my mom had me read when I was younger, called "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost. He talks of two paths a person can travel down: the one everyone takes, and the one more hidden one with a million more obstacles. The road not often taken is harder, but it's a thousand times more rewarding.
So, basically, long story short, no matter my financial situation, and no matter how many doubts I have about myself or my capabilities, I'm going back to cosmetology school.
Now, all I have to do is pick which one, and figure out how I'm going to afford it. Wish me luck! Here's to me one day having that job I never work at :)