Sadly, there are no pics of me on my computer from over 10 years ago. I wasn't quite in the digital age back then, and right now all the old pics are buried in the basement. So scanning's a no-go, too. But I'll gladly paint a picture of my life from 10 years ago.
(Cue Conan O'Brien) In the year 2000 . . .
Oh jeez. I was a teence out of control. I was finishing up my Master's degree, waiting tables, teaching classes at a gym, teaching kindergarten . . . it was a little insane. And I still managed to find time to go out drinking til all hours of the night. I have many cringe-worthy memories from that time in my life. I was in transition from one unhealthy relationship to another. I was living on my own in my first grown-up apartment. I was nursing a broken heart left over from college. I was driving a car that threatened me daily with a breakdown or parking ticket--or both. I was living on student loans. I was neither woman nor girl, a female in flux.
I'd not go back to that time in my life for all the bee's honey, but I wouldn't trade it in, either. Thankfully I did it then, so hopefully I won't have to do it again.
And I had no idea my life would look like it does now, but boy am I happy I'm here.