how i became an accountant

This was at an evening open house. I don't usually drink wine at work. And my arms are usually longer than they are in this photo.

When I was a girl heading to college I thought there were only two professions for a woman to pursue – nurse and teacher. But when anyone in my presence even mentioned that they didn’t feel well, instead of wanting to care for them, I wanted to run the other way. That ruled out nurse. As soon as I entered college I declared a major of special education. I loved all my general courses but 2 ½ years into special ed I had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn’t for me. I doubted that I wanted to be a teacher of any kind. I had met B at the end of my freshman year and I turned to him to help me decide on a new major. He was an accounting major who had started out as a music major. I was head over heels in love with him and he convinced me with those bedroom eyes that I should become an accounting major also. I had to go an extra semester in order to fit all my courses in but I graduated with a degree in accounting.




If I knew myself then as well as I know myself now, I would have known that a career in any facet of the Home Economics area would have been the fit for me. I have learned to like the accounting field. I think I’m fairly good at my job. I get a thrill out of reconciling a bank account to the penny. I like payroll tax and hate sales tax. I am somewhat accomplished at navigating any accounting software. But I’m not interested in becoming a CPA or one day a partner or even staff accountant. My title is paraprofessional and I’m happy enough with it.

Woman, know thyself. I think I do know myself better now. So each morning I don my accountant disguise and every evening I come home, slip it off and become the real me. Interior decorator (for my firm), celebrated (by my family & a few people at work) chef, fashion consultant (to myself and my family), consistent athlete and published author (on Blogger).