What makes me, me.

My goal this year is to write a story every day.  I have LOTS of stories.  Good ones.  But, I can’t think of a story, I’m stumped.  Not so much that I don’t know what to write, I’m not sure how to write it.  So, for now, a little bit about me.

I’m a  44 year old liberal educator in Texas.  Yes, there are liberals in Texas, and not just Austin.  We’re everywhere.  I moved to Texas, far from my family, because the women in my family are crazy.  Excluding myself, of course.  These women are my mom and my aunt, sisters who used to be best friends and now don’t talk.  My mother doesn’t have a boundary, doesn’t bite her tongue, has no tact.  She thinks it and it comes out of her mouth.  She’s also an addict.  And, she’s very smart.  The combination that makes up my mother, makes for some really funny shit that has happened in my life.  My aunt is pretty much the same person, just smaller and with more energy.  Maybe even a tiny bit more narcissistic than my mom.  I have gotten to the age that I can laugh about most of the craziness.

I’ve been in Texas for 16 years.  I taught English for seven years, and am in my ninth year as a counselor.  People who aren’t in education, or aren’t close to someone in education, would be surprised at what happens behind the scenes.  It would make for a kick ass HBO or Showtime series.  This stuff couldn’t be on network television, not good for the kiddos.  It’s jaw dropping.

Before becoming a teacher I was a receptionist (twice), a collections agent, worked in retail (five different stores in three states), have worked at bakeries, one ice cream parlor, tried my hand at Mary Kay, was a corporate runner for a TV station, a restaurant hostess, a live-in nanny, and a copy clerk at a law office.

I’ve been married twice, went to five different colleges/universities, as an adult have lived in four states (I spent my first 18 years in one state), have had bouts with depression and addiction.  I have two siblings, no kids, and two pain in the ass cats.

After all of that, I’m finally feeling grounded.  My partner and I bought a house together.  For the first time in my adult life I’m not living in personal chaos, I’m ready to tell some stories.

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1 Response to What makes me, me.

  1. Elle Knowles says:

    Your stories look interesting. Glad I found you…My husband is a high school band director and life is, well…interesting! 😉

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