About JT

If life's ever thrown you off script — your plan, your job, or just your rhythm — yeah, I've been there.

I'm JT. City girl. Coffee drinker. Sports fanatic who can rattle off playoff stats faster than my own grocery list.

After 30 years in high tech — managing teams, living in airports, answering to calendar invites like they were law — AI politely tapped me on the shoulder:

“We’ve got it from here.”

The irony isn't lost on me — I spent decades in tech, only to be restructured by the very tech I helped promote.

Expected reaction: rage, panic, LinkedIn frenzy.
Actual reaction: RELIEF.

For the first time in years, there was no meeting to run, no inbox to clear, no one waiting for my approval. Just... breathing room.

And in that space, I finally heard the question I'd been avoiding: "Hello, me? Are you there?"

I realized I'd been running on autopilot — managing, fixing, delivering, proving — for so long that I'd stopped checking in on her.

What I Know About Life Interruptions

Life doesn't do subtle. It's handed me curveballs big and small — the kind that stop you mid-sentence and make you ask, "Wait... what now?"

I missed the flight on 9/11.
Was branded "widow" at 48.
Survived online dating (barely) and found love again in my 50s.
Menopause showed up late, loud, and unapologetic —
and, naturally, took over the room.

I adjusted. Kept moving. Called it progress. Never stopped running long enough to process.

Then came the AI interruption — the one that finally made me pause.
That’s where Make ONE Move began - intentional moves, today, that fits who I am right now.

My partner, family, and friends keep me grounded and real.

They're the background hum of my life, not the main story. They didn't sign up for public storytelling, so you won't find their names or stories here.

That's why it's JT, not my full name.

What you'll find: blunt honesty, enough sarcasm to handle the cringe, and occasionally funny takes on my interruptions — because if you can't laugh at the absurd, what can you do?