My wonderful co-workers made everything bearable. It was great to see them all again. They played a sappy video durning the staff meeting. I started crying. My boss stopped the meeting to point out my tears to everyone.
I was born in rural South Dakota to an impoverished sixteen-year-old. I had your typical illegitimate childhood. I was on the fast track to becoming white trash until my mom loaded up her three kids into a Nissan Stanza and drove us to North Carolina on a bucket of change. Twenty-nine years later, I am still living on the East Coast disguised as a suburban mom and high school English teacher. I credit my trailer free life style to my mother and my extreme aversion to waitressing. Before I popped out the kid, I was a high school English teacher for five years. I have a masters in education.
Besides school and diapers, I have a kick-ass husband who does not mind that I share the details of our marriage with complete strangers. My hobbies during nap-time include, reading, baking, writing, walking and yoga. I am enjoying my greenhouse gas-admitting life style to the fullest, yet I know in the back of my mind that with the next big hurricane, it is back to the trailer and the Hamburger Helper for me.
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Hang in there girl!
My wonderful co-workers made everything bearable. It was great to see them all again. They played a sappy video durning the staff meeting. I started crying. My boss stopped the meeting to point out my tears to everyone.
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