Tuesday, June 17, 2008

15 years in a nutshell

Canape started a meme and Tara tagged me. Dammit. So...here goes:

Graduated high school in 1994 and went on to University of Maryland for 4.5 years. Majored in Family Studies with a minor in Women's Studies. Held a variety of jobs while in school...front desk in my dorm, receptionist at a psychology practice, office manager for a plastic surgeon.

After graduation, I moved to a house in Arlington, VA with two roommates. I got a job as an Account Coordinator at a public relations firm (that I won't like to because they suck) and moved up the ranks there for a few years. From there I worked in quality assurance for a software company and got fired. I still don't really know why. I took a temp job at a title company, and I'm still here six years later as the office manager.

9/11/01 struck close to home, literally. I was working blocks from the White House and it took hours to get home. I thought I was going to die. I wanted to move to New Orleans with my boyfriend at the time and get away from the terrorists, but thank god I didn't because we broke up a few months later.

I decided I'd had enough of roommates and moved into my own apartment in July 2002. There, I met Chris. I lived there for about a year, Chris and I broke up, and I moved to another part of town. The breakup didn't take, and we were officially back together within a few weeks. He got deployed to go to Afghanistan and spent 7 months in Fort Bragg, NC. They sent him home in the fall of 2004 after he had surgery on a pilonidal cyst and they deemed him unable to serve overseas. He proposed on October 1st.

2006 was a big year. We bought a condo in January, got married in April, got pregnant in October, and miscarried in December. Pretty stressful year.

A few months later I got pregnant again, and Carter was born on November 15, 2007. Nothing else matters since that day.


Shelley said...

Your last sentence sums it all up. It is a beautiful statement.

Two Lines On a Stick said...

So true about that last sentence. It seems a common theme in all of our summaries... once we had our baby/babies, nothing else matters.

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