It's me! My name is Hannah. I'm 24 and I reside in a little town in Michigan's glorious Upper Peninsula. I work at a (mainly) breakfast restaurant up on a hill where I sling pancakes and coffee to some awesome (and some not-so-awesome) people almost every morning. Most days I love my job. Most days. Someday I'll figure out what I want to be when I grow up, but right now it's a hard tie between social worker, ghost hunter, travel writer, ultrasound tech, house painter, street vendor, musician, artist, designer, nanny, rocket scientist, paramedic, teacher, antique store proprietor, seamstress, brew master and a zookeeper. I think I'll keep waiting tables.
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| He totally gets me. |
When I'm not waiting tables or trying to learn Spanish (never gonna happen), I try to pass myself off as an artist. Art is in the eye of the beholder, right? Let me know if you need a painting. Seriously. I don't charge much and we can become best friends throughout the artistic process. Or you'll end up resenting me because I'm slow and I rarely finish anything that I start. Or you'll hate my art and not want it, and that will hurt my feelings and I'll never pick up a paint brush again. On second thought, don't let me know if you need a painting. It's better that way.
I have no children, unless you count the fish, but he's pretty low maintenance. We have plenty of nieces and nephews that we can have for the day and give back when we're done and we'll keep it that way for a couple of years. We'll see how long the fish lasts first.
