How My Life Changed 10 Years Ago
Mar. 11th, 2008 09:24 amWell 10 years give or take a couple of days really. I think it was the 7th but I would have to go back and find the journal I was writing in at the time.
What happened? I moved from Atlanta to New York to be with my boyfriend and see if I could find some steady work up here since all my theater jobs in Atlanta were at a serious lull and the comic book store wasn't just cutting it anymore. The person who employed me at the Center for Puppetry Arts had moved onto another job and the new person was nervous about having me around because, as she told someone else, I knew too much and, if I had the right degree, I could do her job standing on my head. That was one of three times that my job got yanked from under me because someone was worried I would take their job. One of my best friends who was my theatrical big brother died rather suddenly after we had completed a show. My maternal grandmother passed. I had a falling out with some people I thought had my back but it turns out that they had their own interests at heart. All in all, it was a pretty sucky year.
The bright spot was Peter and that almost didn't happen. I have written about that previously. Short version is that he told me that he and his wife were divorcing and he wanted to get to know me better, we talked on AOL and got to know each other better and he offered to give me a place to crash if I wanted to see if New York was better than Atlanta for work. So I took a rather large leap of faith and put most of my life in storage. I packed up my little truck and came up to New York.
Since then a lot has happened in my life both good and bad. My boyfriend became my husband. I had a child. I worked some theater and started a new career as a book editor. I started producing more puppets and dolls. I got back into costuming. There is really too much to write here about all that has happened. The online blog is now 4 years old so the last 4 years is pretty much out there for all to read.
It has been a pretty good 10 years. Here's to another 10 and more.
I am grateful for all the time I have spent with Peter in my life.
What happened? I moved from Atlanta to New York to be with my boyfriend and see if I could find some steady work up here since all my theater jobs in Atlanta were at a serious lull and the comic book store wasn't just cutting it anymore. The person who employed me at the Center for Puppetry Arts had moved onto another job and the new person was nervous about having me around because, as she told someone else, I knew too much and, if I had the right degree, I could do her job standing on my head. That was one of three times that my job got yanked from under me because someone was worried I would take their job. One of my best friends who was my theatrical big brother died rather suddenly after we had completed a show. My maternal grandmother passed. I had a falling out with some people I thought had my back but it turns out that they had their own interests at heart. All in all, it was a pretty sucky year.
The bright spot was Peter and that almost didn't happen. I have written about that previously. Short version is that he told me that he and his wife were divorcing and he wanted to get to know me better, we talked on AOL and got to know each other better and he offered to give me a place to crash if I wanted to see if New York was better than Atlanta for work. So I took a rather large leap of faith and put most of my life in storage. I packed up my little truck and came up to New York.
Since then a lot has happened in my life both good and bad. My boyfriend became my husband. I had a child. I worked some theater and started a new career as a book editor. I started producing more puppets and dolls. I got back into costuming. There is really too much to write here about all that has happened. The online blog is now 4 years old so the last 4 years is pretty much out there for all to read.
It has been a pretty good 10 years. Here's to another 10 and more.
I am grateful for all the time I have spent with Peter in my life.