Welcome to Monday, not just the worst day of the week, but the day where I begin five days of entrapment in Northern Virginia far away from the comfort of
In anticipation of no access to a computer this week, I prepared some posts in advance and queued them up. Heaven forbid I should go a day without posting, whether I have access to the internet or not.
Northern Virginia is no stranger to me. After college in Charlottesville, I came back to Mathews with the intention of putting my bachelors degree in Latin American Studies to good use. Since you can't really put that to good use around here, I figured I'd become a teacher. After working as a substitute at Mathews Intermediate School for several months, I scratched that occupation off my list. There was a hole in the paper from all the scratching.
Then a college friend said he could get me a job with Sprint in Northern Virginia. No experience necessary. It so happens, I had no experience! So I packed up all my worldly possessions, stuffed them into a
One job led to another job which paid more money, and then another job and more money and more money and before you knew it, little old Chesapeake Bay Woman with a bachelors degree in Underwater Basket Weaving was working for a fancy schmancy consulting firm rubbing elbows with fancy schmancy people.
Although the money was good and the work experience invaluable, I never intended to stay up there very long. Mathews was always calling me back.