# no new friends

At college you are constantly surrounded by people. Let me clarify, you are constantly surrounded by people your own age. Now in this post grad world I am still surrounded by people. I walk to work so in the morning I can walk past dozens of people but we will never interact. I work in an office but my coworkers are parents and besides the normal office chit chat the relationship is limited. I talk on the phone all day and have people coming in and out of my door to talk to me about a problem they want me to fix. But once they leave, that relationship is also over. I have a fake smile on my face all day putting on this cheery happy persona because half of the time I do not know what I am doing or want to be home on the couch watching dumb reality tv and not at my desk.

I come home to a big house that I share with my parents. For a 22 year old I get along with my parents very well but some days the conversation is limited. I go up to my room that consists of the whole third floor, besides my bedroom there is the guest room which has my tv in it and an office and my own bathroom. That is a lot of space for one person. I started giving myself projects to keep me busy during my free time after work or on my days off. If I am going to spend hours watching Netflix I better do something proactive at the same time, right? To date: I have painted a 2 rooms, redesigned a guest room on the second floor, painted another room and brought in new furniture for a new beach themed library. Even our basement is being cleaned out and purged this summer. My current project is our old storage room turned office. From taking down a wall, installing carpet, purging and decorating. I clearly have too much time on my hands!

A lesson I have learned since being on my own again is that I am okay with being alone. There are a lot of challenges of making new friends and creating a new friend group. I have a handful of people in my life now who I consider to be good friends but distance is an issue. All of our lives are consumed with work and their own lives. It is time for me to find a new hobby besides cleaning, decorating and organizing my house from top to bottom.

I think it is time for me to make an ad on Craigslist: Looking for friend.

wait, what week is it?

The first two weeks of working are said to be the most difficult. It is when you need to drag your butt out of bed and put on a cute outfit and look presentable to the world. Just a few months ago arriving five minutes late to a class, showing up in leggings or that “cute” sloppy bun look that is far from cute was kind of acceptable in college. Now being just a little late to work gives me this fear that I will be fired on the spot. For my job, if I am not there, the office does not officially open. No pressure there!

My second month of working is coming to an end. Somethings I have figured out and others I still need to learn. Making an outfit the night before and going to bed at a reasonable hour is a good thing. Hitting the snooze alarm is a big NO and I cannot go to bed with watching just one episode of Netflix before bed, just one episode does not exist. There is a lot at work that I don’t know yet, I hope I will eventually get down that all leases go to so and so and only some maintenance issues on properties go to this other person. As much as I do not know I am really good at pretending I know what I am doing. Especially when I get phone calls, people are yelling at me and I have 10 people in my office with opportunities (we call problems opportunities in this office because it makes it sound better). I have been told that I am really good at my job lately and little comments just make my day. In school you learn your value by the grades you get but in the working world, a “grade” is not given out that routinely so often you walk around unaware of how you are doing.

This whole working thing is getting easier and waking up in the morning is not that big of a struggle as it was the first week. I have about 50 more years of working so I guess I have to kiss my youth and care free days goodbye now!

happy 4th!

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It has always been the little things that make me happy. I prefer to collect memories than objects. This years fireworks with my family was very special to me for various reasons. I am so blessed that I am able to come back home after graduation into their loving arms. It is like nothing has changed since I was away for four years. While I will always be there princess, they treat me like a fellow adult which will always be appreciated. They respect my privacy and my need for alone time which can be hard to accept. I spend way too many hours alone in my room or involved in projects around the house. With all of the hardships at home, it immerse myself in organizing what I can around me. It was nice to take a break from life and have the day off, sitting on the beach watching fireworks and being lazy with the ‘rents.

friYAY

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Being an adult means that on Friday I get all dressed to go out but want to be in bed by 11pm. There is a lot of makeup trying to hide the dark circles under my eyes because of exhaustion. I love going out with the girls but really need to work on sleep management better! I am struggling balancing sleep, social and me time with this work schedule.