Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Memories Journal #8
In 2003, I tried doing a sales job that I ended up really hating. It did take me to some new places I would normally not travel too. One of those places was the Yakima Valley in Washington. I sold industrial brushes to agricultural industry, which meant trying to get that sale from companies or farmers that grew apples. One of the most difficult jobs that I have a great respect for. After two years of that job, I decided to be an accountant.
Saturday, July 8, 2017
Memories Journal #9
After a difficult divorce in 2001, I took the plunge again into marital bliss. There was no fancy wedding, but on July 16, 2004 I married my husband (as of this blog now 13 years) in Newport, Oregon. You never know what you are going to get with the weather at the Oregon coast, but this day was flawless in sunshine. How beautiful I felt in a big white dress at the courthouse with my sunglasses on. One of the happiest days of my life.
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