Welcome
Welcome to my life... But first here's a little bit about me. My most notable accomplishments are my two children. If you don't think baking a human and ejecting it out of a vagina is an accomplishment you're an asshole. I've been married for five years now, everyday is a challenge but being best friends makes getting a divorce harder. That's kind of a joke.
I am sarcastic, awkward, and often times inappropriate which makes me in social gatherings a disaster.
I'm currently in my early thirties which sounds old for a twenty eight year old but young for a thirty one year old. My two biggest struggles at the moment are not my children but deciding on whether or not to go for baby number three (biological clock ticks). The second struggle is choosing what is the quickest most reliable career to pursue.
After I received my undergrad a decade ago and I never managed to get what my mother likes to refer to as a real job. The 9-5, weekends off, pension kind of job. I'd say the reason for this is a few things really. The perfectly timed recession that began the year I graduated and entered the workforce. My inability to settle for whatever internship I could land. And lastly I had no connections.
More on my exciting and optimistic professional life in future posts.
To end this post I'll add that I'm first generation Dominican America. I woman if you haven't already pieced that together. And this blog like the rest of my life will be about nothing in particular. So enjoy.
I am sarcastic, awkward, and often times inappropriate which makes me in social gatherings a disaster.
I'm currently in my early thirties which sounds old for a twenty eight year old but young for a thirty one year old. My two biggest struggles at the moment are not my children but deciding on whether or not to go for baby number three (biological clock ticks). The second struggle is choosing what is the quickest most reliable career to pursue.
After I received my undergrad a decade ago and I never managed to get what my mother likes to refer to as a real job. The 9-5, weekends off, pension kind of job. I'd say the reason for this is a few things really. The perfectly timed recession that began the year I graduated and entered the workforce. My inability to settle for whatever internship I could land. And lastly I had no connections.
More on my exciting and optimistic professional life in future posts.
To end this post I'll add that I'm first generation Dominican America. I woman if you haven't already pieced that together. And this blog like the rest of my life will be about nothing in particular. So enjoy.
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