It’s been almost 3 months since I last posted. So much has happened that I feel like a totally different person than who I was then.  To take a page from my sister’s old blog, let me begin by re-introducing myself.

My name is Anna. I’m a mother of 2, and work for a large aerospace company with the bulk of their commercial operations in the Puget Sound region. If you’ve ever flown, you’ve more than likely flown on one of our airplanes.

I never imagined I would be doing this for a living, or that I’d love it so much.

Last year my husband, Dan, and I, moved here for me to take this job. I was born and raised in Grand Rapids, MI. If there were jobs there that paid more than 12 dollars an hour, and had any kind of decent benefits at all, I would much rather be there. Dan drives a business delivery route for a large wholesale company based in the Puget Sound area. He never thought he would like a job this much either.

My posts  as of late have been sporadic and pointless. It’s not that I mean them to be that way, but I finally have some reasoning for my insane ramblings. 5 weeks ago I was hospitalized for, and diagnosed as being bipolar, as well as having an anxiety disorder. This is my second major hospitalization in a year, and just as life changing as the bariatric surgery I went through last July. One changed my appearance outwardly, the other has forced me to examine the way I look at myself, my world, and the way I interact with those around me.

To be honest, I’m not sure where I’m going to go with this from here on out. I  just got kicked in the ass with tuition taxes on my paycheck, and I have better things to do with 11 dollars a month than support a website. I’m going to try to keep it up, going to try to keep blogging. Most of the time I’m not in the right state of mind, so forgive me if I go awhile without posting. So, to end, I want to thank the people who have been here with me the last month and a half, especially my mom and little sister, for giving up a chunk of their lives to come help me straighten myself out, my husband for putting up with it all, and the friends who have been understanding and non-judgmental of the things I’ve said and done.