<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844638065663443800</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2014 07:46:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>blog</category><category>blogger</category><category>accountin</category><category>acing the bar exam</category><category>att uverse</category><category>bar exam</category><category>career</category><category>charlotte school of law</category><category>evo shift</category><category>federal jobs</category><category>law school</category><category>law student</category><category>life</category><category>military</category><category>reflection</category><category>school</category><category>sprint</category><category>support system</category><title>This Glass House</title><description></description><link>http://aileen-thisglasshouse.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Aileen Simmons)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844638065663443800.post-2332322789411782115</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-10T16:56:39.291-05:00</atom:updated><title>New Adventure on the Horizon</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I know it&#39;s been&amp;nbsp;a while since my last post but I promise that I&#39;ve been busy :-)&amp;nbsp; After getting out of the military in August, I was determined to get a job.&amp;nbsp; However, after 2 months of no call backs and no prospectives, I&amp;nbsp;told myself that I was&amp;nbsp;going&amp;nbsp;to go back to school.&amp;nbsp; I decided to&amp;nbsp;leave Accounting&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;pursue&amp;nbsp;a degree in&amp;nbsp;Nursing.&amp;nbsp; With that being said, I started collecting all of the documents (transcripts, immunization records) that I needed for school.&amp;nbsp; I also applied and was accepted to school.&amp;nbsp; I attended orientation and EVEN registered for all of my classes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1536379134644&amp;amp;id=e4960d364313ee9899748fa8747fd8ad&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;193&quot; id=&quot;ihover-img&quot; src=&quot;http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1536379134644&amp;amp;id=e4960d364313ee9899748fa8747fd8ad&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I thought I was ready to go...well at least I thought.&amp;nbsp; Until one day in late October, I received a call from an agency asking me to come in and&amp;nbsp;interview for an auditing position.&amp;nbsp; Initially I was hesitant to go on the interview, I spoke with my family trying to decide what to do.&amp;nbsp; Everyone advised me to go on the interview and to see what happens.&amp;nbsp; So I prepared for the interview with school in the back of my mind.&amp;nbsp; I was very relaxed because I KNEW that they would select someone else and I would be starting school at the top of the year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;It was a two part interview and only two individuals were going to be selected for the position.&amp;nbsp; My husband kept reminding me that even&amp;nbsp;though they were going to only&amp;nbsp;select two people, I ONLY needed ONE job offer.&amp;nbsp; I kew he was right, but in the back of my mind I kept thinking, &quot;there&#39;s a slim chance I will be selected...school here I come&quot;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first interview was&amp;nbsp;a panel interview with 3 people &quot;quizzing&quot; me.&amp;nbsp; When I left from the interview, I had the confidence that I should have always had prior to being interviewed.&amp;nbsp; My sister and I joked around and said that they would call me back for the job because I didn&#39;t really want the position.&amp;nbsp; Time went on and I didn&#39;t receive a&amp;nbsp;call back, so&amp;nbsp;I pressed forward with becoming &quot;mentally prepared&quot; for school.&amp;nbsp; Well I pressed forward, that is, until November when I received another call&amp;nbsp;requesting me to come&amp;nbsp;back for a&amp;nbsp;second interview.&amp;nbsp; I was overly excited and yet, a little nervous.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview was complete, I was a little unsure of what events would follow.&amp;nbsp; I received a different vibe this time than I did from the last interview.&amp;nbsp; All I told myself was, &quot;Okay, if I don&#39;t receive a job offer before the first day of school then school it is!&quot;.&amp;nbsp; Easy right?&amp;nbsp; Um mm not so much (lol).&amp;nbsp; On December 23rd, I received that one phone call that I was hoping for but also dreading.&amp;nbsp; I received the job and the agency was open for salary negotiation.&amp;nbsp; Oddly enough, I didn&#39;t accept the position right away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1505333352420&amp;amp;id=649b0ea59ef589dfffaaa3ccb450e9b5&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;160&quot; id=&quot;ihover-img&quot; src=&quot;http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1505333352420&amp;amp;id=649b0ea59ef589dfffaaa3ccb450e9b5&quot; width=&quot;158&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take some time to think about everything and to talk to my family.&amp;nbsp; Finally I sent an email accepting the position and requesting my salary.&amp;nbsp; It was about two and a half weeks before I received confirmation and then I was &quot;off to the races&quot;.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;dropped all of my classes and&amp;nbsp;purchased&amp;nbsp;a few professional pieces&amp;nbsp;to add to my wardrobe :-) This job offers a lot of travel and great adventure.&amp;nbsp; I will see variety in my workload and yet have the opportunity to become an expert in my field...very positive outcomes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1515616997036&amp;amp;id=4140f2359362bff19c2b3ded33e0f723&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;198&quot; id=&quot;ihover-img&quot; src=&quot;http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1515616997036&amp;amp;id=4140f2359362bff19c2b3ded33e0f723&quot; width=&quot;198&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I haven&#39;t started the new job&amp;nbsp;and I have a massive level of anxiety building up within me.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m only praying that this is the right move...Going back to my old profession of accounting/auditing and not pursuing another career field.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m so nervous, I can&#39;t even put it into words.&amp;nbsp; I will keep everyone updated on how everything unravels or should I say continue to build!&amp;nbsp; Until then, farewell friends and don&#39;t forget to reach for the moon and dance amongst the stars :-)&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://aileen-thisglasshouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-adventure-on-horizon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aileen Simmons)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844638065663443800.post-3546167403026335064</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2011 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-02T14:48:39.920-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">acing the bar exam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">att uverse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bar exam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">charlotte school of law</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">evo shift</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">federal jobs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">law school</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">law student</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sprint</category><title>The Loving Job Offer</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, I told me sister that I posted my first blog.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I briefly told her the subject and the first thing she said was, “You need a job”.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just laughed while also thinking, “That’s what I have been trying to do for the past month”.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been applying for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.usajobs.gov/&quot;&gt;federal jobs&lt;/a&gt; and looking at college catalogs, for what seems like forever. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;She’s aware of all of this because I talk to her about school and various jobs just about every other day.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I guess that’s why she felt compelled to give me an offer that I “almost” could not refuse.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My wonderful sister asked me to be her personal assistant!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now you see, my sister is a first year law student.&amp;nbsp; She is very busy at times.&amp;nbsp; She attends class, studies at night, work part-time, and juggle the responsibility of being a mom to a son that&#39;s into sports.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;I am about 360 miles away from her and I don&#39;t think I will be a good assistant even if she only wants me to make various phone calls for her and all for free.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sounds simple right? I wish it was but it wouldn’t be simple at all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know my sister and I would probably have to call the same company or person a million times before I obtain ALL the information that she may need.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And even though, my current &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.att.com/u-verse/shop/#fbid=BtZd8dNmk9T&quot;&gt;AT&amp;amp;T U-Verse&lt;/a&gt; package offers free long distance phone calls and I have plenty of daytime minutes with &lt;a href=&quot;http://shop.sprint.com/mysprint/services_solutions/index.jsp&quot;&gt;Sprint&lt;/a&gt; to make the calls, I still had to decline&amp;nbsp;my wonderful sister&#39;s&amp;nbsp;loving job offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://radioshackwireless.com/eCommerce/SpecialOffer.aspx?cid=25578_97c44abc5df8422da4ffdc68404363b0&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-SV_3rd6pE/TmD4i6CkS4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wgeCKNJ37vY/s200/evo+shift.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;My Sprint Evo Shift -- minus the hot pink cover :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So after we laughed through just about the entire conversation, I propositioned her with a counter-offer.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I told her that after she finish Law School, pass the &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.yahoo.com/sponsored_search;_ylt=A0oG7hU0.2BOKEgA_qmQorh_?p=law+%2B+bar+exam+preparation&amp;amp;fr2=srp&amp;amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;fr=mcafee&quot;&gt;Bar Exam&lt;/a&gt;, and begin to establish her own Law Firm then I will help her any way possible for free, UNTIL she can offer me a salary.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Who knows, I may finally decide to go to Law School myself and then we could become partners in a Law Firm.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You never know&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;what the future may bring.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But as of right now…I think I will continue on my current path.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;So there it is folks, I turned down my first &lt;iframe align=&quot;left&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; marginheight=&quot;0&quot; marginwidth=&quot;0&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=031417706X&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr&quot; style=&quot;align: left; height: 264px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 129px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;job offer yesterday.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully there are more job offers to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://aileen-thisglasshouse.blogspot.com/2011/09/loving-job-offer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aileen Simmons)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-SV_3rd6pE/TmD4i6CkS4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wgeCKNJ37vY/s72-c/evo+shift.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844638065663443800.post-373445563170923540</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-01T20:57:07.494-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">accountin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">career</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">military</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">school</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">support system</category><title>New Veteran – 3rd Life</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Today is the 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; day of my 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; life, I was an auditor.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I used my undergraduate accounting degree and maintained a conservative and “self-imposed conflicted” life.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I found myself, day in and day out, staring at the computer screen and wondering “should I continue on this career path?”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;133&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tSSd1wR1RrI/TmAnv8iVljI/AAAAAAAAAAw/uvr3ypZRoeo/s200/accounting.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;I was a new graduate, over 500 miles away from my family for the first time, and was very “green” (as someone once told me).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I didn’t understand that the statement of being “green” meant being vulnerable and gullible, until I ran into a brick wall.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well maybe everyone goes through this “green” phase once in his or her life.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I had the double whammy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was &quot;green&quot;&amp;nbsp;to adulthood and “green”&amp;nbsp;to being self-sufficient and when you add both of those up together and go through it at the same time…well all I can say is that you live on blind trust of the wrong things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;But anyways, after various painful eye openers, I decided I needed a little life change.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In search for something a little more fulfilling and interesting, I decided to do what some teenagers decide to do after high school…I joined the military!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The only difference was…I was not a teenager.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was a 25-year old woman.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And that’s when I started my 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; life.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fS4Bz4s50jA/TmAoIKekgYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XOcFVSRCxFA/s200/army.jpg&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;I was in the military, working in the pharmacy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I completed a tour overseas and received a master’s degree. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I learned self-acceptance and reconciled a lot of things that bothered me from the past.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I even found my true love and got married.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, while I was in the military I realized that even though the job was ever-changing, it was not the career that I longed for and so, after my contract was fulfilled I decided it was time for something new.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;This “something new” is now what I am calling my 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; life.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, now my dilemma is that I don’t know what this “something new” is.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve went back and forth about having kids and being a stay at home mom.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I thought about going back to work in the accounting field. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I thought about going to pharmacy school and even law school.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;My mind and ambition has been all over the place for the past few months and more so this last month.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Every day I wake up, I feel unsure of what to do next.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;87&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WB1Kjv7moNU/TmAoo-Cok-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/-08ituK5b5Y/s200/destination+unknown.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Currently in my 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; life, things are less concrete but at the same time relieving and free. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It is somewhat like reincarnation without a physical death.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I find myself picking up different books and scanning through the material, reviewing various college catalogs, taking personality tests, and praying for guidance.&amp;nbsp; But with the&amp;nbsp;great support system that I have with my husband and family, I know that I will find my way through this 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; life and hopefully will not have to &quot;exchange&quot; it for another again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;And so, today I welcome you to my 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; life.&amp;nbsp; As you probably have figured out, the &quot;lives&quot; I&#39;m referring to are my different career changes over the past 7 years.&amp;nbsp; In the future, this blog will will include various topics.&amp;nbsp; I cannot begin to list&amp;nbsp;the things that I may cover.&amp;nbsp; But at&amp;nbsp;any rate, I hope you enjoy and keep coming back for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://aileen-thisglasshouse.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-veteran-3rd-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aileen Simmons)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tSSd1wR1RrI/TmAnv8iVljI/AAAAAAAAAAw/uvr3ypZRoeo/s72-c/accounting.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>