Second thoughts

With less than a month left of university, I am starting to question what it is that I want to do with my life, and what if I make the wrong decision? I am worrying myself sick about that question...What should I do? What job do I want? Where do I want to live?
And the answers: I don't know. I do know this though...I am debating my career choice and looking into what really makes me happy. And anyone who knows me, knows that what does really make me happy is being in the countryside, surrounded by dogs and horses. Well, maybe not surrounded, but you get the idea. Before I came to university I started working in my spare time as a pet sitter/dog walker/horse rider, and I loved it! I got a lot of work and even now I still have the same people contacting me wanting me to look after their pets when they are away. And i only advertised in one (very small) town three years ago! And with 380 millions pounds spent on pets (mostly dogs) every year (I don't spend every waking minute researching animals...i know this figure through the Kennel Club) I figure, some of that money could belong to me. It is no big secret that farmers and such like are very rich, because animals is where the money is at, people will always have pets, they always need to eat (on the farming side) and now more than ever, they are concerned for the future, the economy, the environment and where their food and such like is produced. So i figure, with the knowledge that I know, I could, maybe stick with that. Part time smallholder, part time animal carer or something. I don't know. But I do know what makes me happy...being with the people I love, doing the things I love and having time to enjoy them. (urgh this is getting horribly soppy) So i figure, being in the media may just be a little bit too complex, too demanding, too time consuming and controlling for a simple country gal like me, who enjoys cooking, walking dogs, making crafts (although I wouldn't admit it if you asked me), writing, travelling, attempting to sail the boat, wandering aimlessly across fields I'm not supposed to be in and chilling with friends and family. And I don't know if working in the media is going to give me enough time to enjoy all the things that make me who I am.