I’ve been blogging for awhile & I’m aware that blogging is old fashioned but to am I. I tried the Tumblr thing but I find it’s too cool for me. So instead of trying to be something I’m not (one of my resolutions) but ready for a change, I decided to start a new blog for a new city. Welcome to Clear Blue Windows.
For the record, the old one is still up at http://www.sneakers57.blogspot.com but I won’t be updating it anymore but it will be still be there.
The new journey really started a couple of years ago when I decided to leave Wright Elementary at the end of the school year. Our principal was retiring and our secretary and nurse had been transferred and I knew I did not to be at the school without them. Plus I was making slave wages. I put my house on 87th St on the market and fully intended to move out of town. My parents and both of my sisters had passed away. I have my nephew Steve but he has another life. I felt then that if I was going to move somewhere else then was the time. Basically, the only time I’d lived far away was in 1984 when I moved to San Antonio. I was miserable. I never was meant to see my mother twice a year. I know some can but I never had that in me. And I always knew I’d be the caretaker of my mom & dad so I knew I would stay put as long as they were alive. But then, in 2013, I was offered a great job at Texas Tech and I went for it.
Fast forward to July 2015. I liked my job alot. I worked with great people who I hope I can consider friends for the rest of my life. But I was restless. And then one day I was headed to work north on Milwaukee and got into the nightmare of turning right onto the Marsha Sharp Freeway. There are blocks and blocks worth of cars trying to turn out of one lane because of the never ending road construction. So I was sitting there in the sheep lane and I watched this little car zoom right past and then stop in the 2nd lane and then turn right. I watched her do it for a week before I decided to follow her. Before I did it, I realized that I’d spent my entire life in the lane I was told to be in. When I started turning from the other lane, it was very liberating. And I decided that day that I was moving to Las Vegas.
The first time I visited Las Vegas, a whole bunch of years ago, I thought that dealing cards would be a great retirement job. I get to get paid to play cards! I love to play but hate to lose. It’s a win-win for me. I put my house on the market and sold it in 2 days. I quit my job. And I made plans to move. I loaded my POD and my friend Jan and I headed to Vegas to find a place to live and to find a dealer school.
Soooo…the adventure begins!!