Monday, July 7, 2014

Teenage me vs grown up me

After my GED I took off. First I sold magazines door to door, I danced at a couple local clubs, then I got the dream job at Hooters. Hooters was hell. Or, the girls were. I got hired & transferred to Nashville within 2 weeks. Loved Nashville. Dated a few soldiers from Ft. Campbell, started spending weekends up there, got a DUI so I was kinda forced to stay in the area. Got a job at Sonic, met Spouse Jan 13,1998 & married him Jan 31, 1998. 18 days.

It's sucked at times. We fought for our individualities, we couldn't just "break up", babies came, life happened. 16 & 1/2 years later, it still works.

The Trauma happened 34 days into my marriage, at the most intensely impossible time in our marriage. We were, for all intents & purposes, done. His best friends girlfriend was in town staying with us, he was off with his own girlfriend (it was a bad time), I was looking for ways out & felt horrible.

The Trauma happened. (More on that later....)

Babies came, we moved to Idaho & back to Oklahoma (I've found people in Idaho to be really nasty rude!!) . I went to school, became a paramedic, worked odd jobs as well (bait shops, blackjack dealer), & started to reevaluate my dreams. My own dreams.

I'm now at a cross roads. It's going to be a very big move, upheaval, life change but I feel good about it & am making this decision for the good of the family.

Growing old is mandatory, growing up, optional. I'm choosing to do a bit of both. Continued tomorrow with: The Trauma

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