Abandoning my former habits of anti-social work at home mom, I get to start over and make new friends who know nothing about me. I could have a poorly attempted British accent, and they wouldn't know if it was real or not. I could speak only Chinese and they'd think me a FOB. In many ways, it's creepy to put so much thought into it, but in many other ways, it's fascinating to my psyche.
The thought has crossed my mind .... that I can wear make-up and not be complimented on the sudden change because nobody knows (something I tried out when I was in San Jose for a short stint of work and work was a quick 5 minute drive). I can curl my hair, get bangs, put my hair in a bun, and nobody would notice. Do I want to spend my days here in Washington as a super duper craft-a-holic mom, a culinary chef of a mom, or a finance savvy mom? Who knows?! Who cares?! But the point is, I get to reinvent me.
It's like college all over again. The opportunity to be someone new in someplace new. How grand that thought is. Let's just hope freshman 15 doesn't repeat itself.
He gets his lips from his daddy but his pucker from me.
Exploring our new home.
Washington state, we have arrived.