Why Don't We Start With an Introduction....Shall We....

So, here I am, blogging again. I used to do this on myspace all of the time. I would post anything and everything that came to mind. Mostly they were blogs on my day to day activities and my (at the time) failing relationship with someone that I called simply, "B."
I am now 29 years old and married to my wonderful husband Steven, so obviously the "B" drama is over. Sure it made for an exciting read from time to time, but I am much happier now that chapter has passed. Steven and I raise our four children Mai (1), Jade (8), Aiden (5), and Zack (12). We have a very racially diverse family and I couldn't be happier with that fact. My sister once joked that I was trying to start my own miniature United Nations.
I work full-time which leaves me very little time with my family so I am trying to make other arrangements with my employer all the while maintaining our financial situation. That is quite a task, but a necessary evil. You aren't living life if you aren't enjoying it. Speaking of enjoyment...I do a lot of things in my free time, when I have free time. Most of them consist of spending time with my family. I work in customer service and trust me I have a rant on businesses and customer service. That will be in the near future. In my 29 years I have written for an online publication, self published a flop of a book, had an agent and fired said agent, blogged for years, written and published some poems, and had a freelance writing position for a local magazine. So there are my credentials.
I know there are many that could care less of what I think or feel, but I think maybe there are some that can relate to the topics whether they be all of them or just some of them. I guess this hasn't been much of an introduction as I really haven't delved into who I am. I suppose on some level that I am still figuring that out. I used to think that I knew who I was and in the last few years I realized that who I thought I was and who I am are two completely separate things. Mostly the, "who I thought I was," was some sort of youthful rebellion that I held on to and I realized that change and adaptation isn't selling out, it's learning. So let's see what we can learn together.