Getting on the Tracks

I have always loved the phrase "back on track" and I always thought that once I "get off track" I could say that I was getting back on. However, I don't think I ever picked a track! Till today. I have whole-heartedly decided that I have a track and I am on it.

My goals have been few and grandeous:
Graduate college
Get a good job that I like outside of CNY
Snag an amazing guy to marry
Plan the perfect wedding and do so without being stressed
Get an amazing home that I don't have to work too hard to maintain
Adopt a dog from a kill-shelter
Raise kids if such a mistake occurs
Retire and move to Australia with my hubby

Now I realize that setting goals means that I have a track, but I in no way shape or form plan on doing all of those things in that order obviously. I am 100% dreamer and I think it gets ahead of me and keeps me "off track." So my track is basically tourrettic and I think that's the only way that I feel it can be.

So here is my tourrettic track:
~I received my degree in Psych.
~I met the most amazing guy ever, and am planning the perfect wedding.
~We set a date for the wedding after a month of questioning and plotting (Here's a clue International Panic Day 2011)
~Nick has graciously made a list of homes for us to look at and every once in a while when we have a free weekend we go "brochure hunting" and find which places are completely out of our budget.
~I decided I want to work in an Elementary/Pre-K school, but will settle for a flower shop. (For real! I want to work in customer service, but the good kind, not walmart.)
~I am not stressing about wedding plans, in fact I have let my bridesmaids pick their dress (we decided that they will wear a tea length dress with a sweetheart bust line, accented by pearls and severe ruching so they look glam but don't overpower me)
~I have picked out my kill-shelter and the type of dog (black labrador/beagle mix) that I will save. Also told myself that I will not get a dog until we pay a whole years mortgage and know we can afford it.
~Decided that I only want kids if Nick wants them. I am perfectly happy not having them. I really enjoy Nick and think they might take away from what they have, plus what is the rush when we have such awesome "neices and nephew?" (their his cousins, but they call me aunt jess)

I think at this point in my life I have realized that the only thing that matters is that I am happy, and that Nick is happy. I really don't care what happens as long as I am working somewhere I really want to work. I seriously think that I can do some good playing with pre-schoolers all day long. There are plenty around here too, so I am all set there. But I think I want to open a business at some point, maybe when I am old we will open our home and create a bed and breakfast. I can cook, and I can make beds... I think I am set!
Anyway, do/did you have any big dreams? Do you think mine are crazy? Think I am crazy? What do you think?