So I started thinking about blogging again a few days ago; writing was my first passion and I've fallen so far off the wagon that I can't even think of a decent enough quip to do it justice, and guess what! I found this one with a username, address, and a few antiquated posts already in place. Score one for me!
It's been so long and so much shit has gone down in the past decade that I don't even know where to begin...
My now: it's day 2 of my 3 days off at Ihop, I'm drinking a French vanilla cappuccino whilst spotify is playing my 'I love 90's hip hop' playlist.
*sidebar: Hypotize just came on and all I wanna do is shake my fat ass right now.
It's so hard to start a new blog... there's all this information that needs to be shared in order for you to know who I am, but it's just too much for one post. I mean, damn...
Name: Suzanne
Age: 48 - soon to be 49, which is one major reason why I wanted to start blogging again. I'm not doing New Year's Resolutions this year, I'm doing 49 to 50 resolutions and this is a way to be held accountable. I wasn't going to start writing until my birthday so I'd have a full 365 days to write myself into some kind of positive thinking/positive results way of life; but hell, I need the extra 44 (?, I think...) days to get into the habit of writing again.
Marital status: widowed as of December 8th, 9th, or 10th of last year. He hanged himself and his body was found on the tenth, but we're pretty sure he did it on the 8th. A full autopsy wasn't performed and now time of death listed. We weren't a happy couple to say the least; he was at another woman's house when he decided death was the answer. I am in a relationship with a great big teddy bear of a man though and I'm hoping this one sticks.
Kids: I have two beautiful adult daughters, a 13-year-old son (technically my nephew, but I've had full custody since he was 5), and an amazing grandson. He's autistic and he has taught me more in his 3 years of life about patience, compassion, and unconditional love than I've learned in my whole half century of life.
Occupation: I'm a waitress at Ihop. I wanted to be so many things- a writer, a nurse, a teacher; but as a single mom I felt like serving was the only way to make money while working short shifts. I wish like hell I'd done it differently, that I'd gone to school to do something where I'd have a retirement & benefits, but I didn't and there's not much I can do about it now. I've been a restaurant manager and I could manage now, but $11 an hour (54 hours a week) compared to anywhere from $15- $25 an hour (30 hours a week) makes it a really hard switch to make. Maybe when my son is older....
Okay, I think this was a good enough starting point for Day 1.
