How did I get here and where am I going?

Background from Day 2, so please read it first.

I remained discombobulated for more than 30 years, but had lots of fun in the meantime, learning new things.

There I was in my mid-20s when I'm totally discombobulated, because I'm not going to be a teacher of French. I'm thinking: "I plan to have a long life in front of me, what am I going to do with it?"

I kept teaching for a few years, because by then I was married to a graduate student. I earned my Ph.T—Putting Hubby Through—at the same time he earned his Ph.D.

Within a couple of years, I'm a mother, but still working on the Ph.T by teaching French.

Then I earned my "degree" and he earned his real one, and off we went to a new location, where my husband found a job.

Lo and behold, in the apartment building we lived in, neighbors were French. My French is useful again. The French husband was working on a graduate degree, and the mother had a four-year-old to my one-year-old. The mother didn't speak much English, so I used to take her shopping, so I could help her with translating things.

Our one-year-old is hearing a lot of French when I'm with Monique. Our now toddler is starting to say a few words, and she picked up on the fact that the four-year-old was calling her daddy, Papa. So, our daughter began calling her daddy, Papa, which morphed into Pop. The daughter, now in her 40s, still calls him Pop, as does our younger daughter.

I'm still discombobulated, but the temporary university teaching job that my husband had was to fill in for a professor on sabbatical. It ended and back we went for him to do a post-grad fellowship while I, once again (it's a recurring theme), went back to teaching French at the university we had come from. That only lasted a year, so hubby is looking for a new job.

He finds one in, of course, a new location. Again moving, we land in Denver, where our second daughter was born.

I'm pretty much a full-time mother, but I get a few writing opportunities, so I start doing that, along with the big red "V" on my forehead.

After about four years, the husband and family are off to Borneo, and you read that story yesterday in Day 2.

Although I learned many new skills, and experimented with lots of different jobs, including become a Master Gardener and working in retail native plant sales for a few years.

I may have been somewhat disconnected from where I am now, but I always had fun learning new things, including using computers. I never stop learning.

That's where I am now, working on computers and doing my—so far—favorite work of reporting the news in a digital format. I can totally see how I got to this point, but I think more may be lurking in the distance, the not so far distance. It better be; I'm too old to wait very long.

I continue to wonder where this is all heading. Stick with me. Maybe we'll get there.