This post is not going to be about weight loss, babies, or crafts. (Don't hate me) It's going to be about being a woman and living in the business world. Hold tight, ladies. I'm going to teach you how to become Business Spice. It will be in a few parts, so here goes.
To start, I'll give you a little background on where I came from and how I've gotten where I am today. I went to The University of Texas at Tyler straight out of high school. I had no idea what my major would be, so I started as undecided. Try really, truly feeling a sense of purpose going to school every day without a major. You can't. It sucked. I had to take a "Freshmen Prep" class and I chose The History of Magic and Witchcraft. Awesome. I was really getting far with this. Needless to say, I felt like I was wondering around with a blindfold on. Not a cool time for me.
I finally decided that I would take a go at criminal justice and see what that major had to offer. I was going to be in the FBI and rule the world, Pinky. I went and talked with a former FBI agent and after listening to him tell me that I would miss essentially every part of my future family's lives I quickly determined that this was not the path for me. I was lost once again.
I went and took a test in the counseling office that would suggest possible majors that would fit my skill set and personality. My top match was a teacher. Just thinking of that makes me break out in a cold sweat. I love kids, don't get me wrong. I just wouldn't have the patience to deal with other peoples children all day and be able to keep from giving them a good spankin' when I thought they deserved it (I'm from Texas, remember? We get spankin's. It's part of life around here...along with riding horses and chewing on weeds.) I knew I just simply did not have the patience. So, I did what every undecided major does. I became a management major. I knew at this point that I would not graduate a management major, but I wanted to enter into the business school. I was on my merry way. I started talking all the business classes and stumbled upon my first accounting class. The professor was a total douche canoe and we just did not see eye to eye. I failed. For the first time in my life, I failed. I was angry, upset, and knew that this just wouldn't work. I guess you could say that I had met my match.
I signed up to retake my accounting class the next summer. I was determined to get out of there with an A. I was smart, competent, and was not going to fail. I had a new teacher and a new determination to pass this class. After the first several classes the professor pulled me aside and asked my why is wasn't an accounting major. My mind was made. The first night of class the teacher assigned a group project where we had to get into groups of two and work together on a semester long project. As she was saying this I literally started feeling sick at my stomach. I was extremely shy and the thought of having to find a partner made me extremely nervous. I felt someone tap me on my shoulder. I turned around and there was this guy that asked if I wanted to work with him. He introduced himself as Justin Hood. Fast-forward about three years...he is now my husband. Thank you douche canoe professor for failing me. You made the rest of my life.
I moved on from there and graduated with my Bachelor's Degree in Accounting in December of 2009. I learned alot about myself during those three and a half years, and little did I know I had staged the rest of my life with the work I had done during college.
That's all for now. I'll next talk about my trials and tribulations stepping out into the business world, and then how I officially became Mrs. Business Spice.
Until next time, just wear a little Gucci dress (Don't judge. It's not nice)