I didn't pick my career - it more or less found me. Made it through engineering to find - I really didn't enjoy it at all, but it paid well.
THEN - I was stupid enough to give it all up to pursue a career I thought would be exceedingly satisfying - and found that I just plain SUCKED at it.
Could not find my way back to engineering - but I started at the bottom at programming, because after all those years - those skills were still in demand.
Ended up mostly doing programming of statistics and tables and such. Boring - but not terribly demanding. Easy work for decent pay.
I can't complain, really. Who is lucky enough to have a job they love? When I was between good paying jobs - I did work that I HATED - working for people who berated me, insulted me, badgered me and so on. I went because I needed the money.
ONE job - was fun. It paid - ok. That was pizza delivery. And I was very good at it. Good driver, knew the area, knew every trick imaginable to outfox my fellow drivers and every stunt to elicit the best tips. I was so good at it - the owners asked me to open their first expansion - which I declined. ON the advice of a good friend who said - "do you want to deliver pizzas as a career?". I said no - left New England - and looked for an engineering job - settled for programming.
Oddly enough - do you know what I wanted to do, more than anything else? What my father said, don't do that, you'll never make much money?
Write.
I wanted to be a writer. Science, life, hobbies, movies, whatever. Just write. And I thought I was pretty good at it too.
But - Dad was right. NO WAY I'd ever be paid as well as I am now. But I would have enjoyed it.