Hi, I'm Andrea
And this story starts with me, when I was you. I had two kids who “needed me,” two big dogs that shed, and one husband who worked a lot. I had been in the same job situation for 10 years. And I was over it. Like “if I have to make one more emergency work call from the school pick-up line I’m gonna lose it” kind of over it.
I knew there was something bigger for me. I mean, everyone else in my life was all like, “Andrea has it all together! She’s an Ivy leaguer with a stable job, a great family, and her smile lights up every room she’s in!” Surely they were seeing something there, but it didn’t feel like I had it all together, you know?
Of course you know. You’re here.
I knew something had to be next for me. But getting to “what’s next” felt messy.
I was tired of other people telling me what to do and feeling like my days weren’t my own, which led to me feeling like I was always behind, not good enough. Not even my Dartmouth College degree and Masters made me feel as accomplished as I was supposed to feel. So, “What’s next?” It just seemed like SUCH A BIG question that had tentacles that could go in a thousand directions. I really believed that if I chose to go down Avenue A, chaos would ensue on Avenue B.
But then a friend suggested I get some help in figuring it all out. Help? This seemed like such a simple concept and yet, I couldn’t come up with that brilliant idea on my own. Why? Because my brain was more cluttered than an episode of Hoarders, that’s why.