Today is the day I finally admit it.
Hi, my name is Liz, I am 30, and I am a workaholic.
It's not that I ever denied it, per se... I mean, every 15 year old has 2 jobs and works 9 hour days, right?!?!?
Except that I had a revelation about a year ago. I was 30 years old, and had lived in the same town my entire life. A town that I spent most of my youth despising and wanting to get as far away from as possible. Of course, life perspectives as an adult are slightly different, and so a move to Siberia was no longer as appealing as only being a 10 minute drive away from my parents...
... until 30 came around, and I realized just how much I had yet to live. I had a great life, to be sure. Perhaps I am selfish, but I want a wonderful life.
So, I packed up my life, and in a 3 day long road trip with my parents, younger sister, and 2 geriatric cats, I moved from suburban Chicago to Phoenix.
I certainly wan't expecting my life to change overnight. In so many ways it has, but in just as many ways it hasn't.
There are many things about my life I can't change, but there are some that I have always wanted to...
So, this is my attempt to use my change in circumstance to change my circumstances. I'm a teacher, so there will be a lot about teaching here, but also about teachers in their lives outside of school.
Officially, I am leaving Egypt, the land of "da Nile..." and entering the world of Workaholic Rehabilitation.
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