Short version:
I’m a former teacher and HR manager, a current grad student, and a future career coach. I live in NYC with my husband, my cats, my books, and my art supplies.
Extended remix:
(re)Birth of an Accountabilibitch (or I blame YOU, Karl Marx):
For years, I was perfectly fine with the double life of an office-worker-by-day and artist and student by night. When my hands, wrists, neck and back all went on strike and I lost my ability to type, to write, or to draw, I felt completely useless. I was in constant pain and I blamed myself for not getting better. Maybe this was more than just a physical issue, I wondered. Is it work itself that’s making me unhappy? After a year of deliberation, I made a radical change.
I quit my job.
That’s right. I ended up becoming so obsessed with the idea of sustainable, meaningful work that I actually left my job to study it. As my body began to heal, I asked other women about their work lives, and heard stories of otherwise high-achieving women who were happy enough, but who had this other thing that they really wanted to do. In some cases, it was a creative side project; in others, it was a complete career overhaul. I suddenly realized: these are the people I need to serve.
This is what spawned Accountabilibitches.