This is the page where I’m supposed to offer a scintillating description of my charmed life, or maybe show you a staged photo of myself laying in a field of daisies. I’m grateful my life has been charmed, but I don’t consider myself very engaging, and daisies make me sneeze.

I’m a recovering, prematurely retired, former graphic designer. I tell my husband I am a slacker because its an easier stigma for me to accept than saying I am a homemaker. Homemakers are one of the most unappreciated contributors to polite society. They are remarkable multi-taskers, and they manage more responsibility than the average CEO. I don’t feel like a homemaker because I’m not raising kids, unless my cats count, in which case we could use more tax deductions.

I am fiercely loyal, hard working, and unafraid of learning new things. No, this is not a resume. I enjoy eclectic music, but I sing terribly and dance with the cat when no one is watching. I’m a good listener and I try to understand others, but I often fall short. I like to think I am introverted and introspective, but maybe I’m just egocentric.

Ms Chica

mschica(at)thelitterpan(dot)com