For as long as I can remember it has been a tradition in Hollywood for main characters to eventually get what they deserve. The hero gets the girl, the bad guy gets killed, the poor man becomes rich. Being that I've grown up in front of the television as what my mother considered a suitable babysitter at the time when she was at her part time job I've created this idea for myself in life. In fact, I've learned that life is not like a movie surprisingly and usually when things don't go my way I whine like a baby for hours. Not a pretty site, actually really annoying if you have to be within ten feet of me.

Lately, I've taken pride in the fact that I've started to become accustomed to not getting my way. Can you believe it's taken 25 years? Maybe an interesting study on how to reverse all the Hollywood psychology in one individual. Whenever I leave a job it's exciting but I'll admit it, it's scary.
Somehow and random twist of luck, a sister company of Beacon that controlled the stinson house named CCP found out that I was more comfortable about working In home with people who have cognitive delays. Just at this exact moment there was a 26 year old client who needed someone to work with them meaning, go shopping and play darts until her mom comes home. I couldn't think of a perfect match and she is the sweetest person I've ever met to boot. It's a weird feeling almost equivalent to winning the lottery. I can't believe that I've finally won and gets to ride victoriously off into the sunset. Pretty amazing.