From the day I started college I had a PLAN.
I would graduate at 21 and begin graduate school immediately.
After satisfying all of my grad school requirements, I would meet the perfect man for me. We'd date for 4 years and be engaged for 1-2 years then I'd get married at 29-30... Have my first child at 32 and adopt my second one (who I want to be older than the child I give birth to) by age 35.
LOL... What actually happened was...
Graduated college without a clue as what I wanted to do professionally and started teaching. I moved in with a new roommate, sometimes roommates, every year until 3 years after graduation I ended up in my boss's house (the result of a slight run-in with some identity thieves and the kindness of the human heart). So October 3rd, 2011, at 24 (25 in 3 weeks which will find me in Las Vegas for the first time ever) finds me in my boss's living room starting a website to share the intriguing details of my life almost a quarter of a century later....
