First things first, I got an accounting position at VP+C! It's quite exciting to get myself out of my comfort zone at Improcom. Though I love my job #1, I must say, any change that's positive is a great feeling. Two jobs and school sounds a lot more hectic than it feels. Somehow the achievement is so rewarding that even when I collapse in bed (mummy style), it just feels so right. I look in the mirror and can barely recognize myself because life is flying by. But-- that's when I'm happy. When time is spent - not wasted. I see a reflection and realize I'm no longer that little girl getting ready to get driven to high school. Responsibilities went from just getting out of bed to getting out of bed being the least of my worries. But becoming a woman is far more rewarding than just the title. I am no longer in fear when it comes to the future. Independence has taught me so many lessons that I cannot imagine it being any other way. After all, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" right? Or at least that's what they say.....
So work and school takes up many many many hours of the day and my apartment is beginning to look like a dungeon owned by someone untidy and not someone who diagnosed herself with OCD. I'd upload a real picture but that would be social suicide. Most of the time when I unlock my door, I jet to the bed. I lay for 15 minutes calming my feet down for torturing them in heels for 10 hours. When they forgive me, I try to force the rest of my body to move slightly towards the edge of the bed until I give myself no choice.. Either fall off or get up like a normal human being. I can tell you this- it's a 50/50. I finally make a plan in my head on what I am going to do first. Wash dishes, clean dust, put my clothes away that are weighing down my couch, put my shoes away that have taken up my whole right side of the carpet... (reminder: I live in a studio. Paint the picture yourself) and then of course as soon as I figure out this life-changing dilemma, the phone rings. The feeling of possible freedom from this plan when Alina is on the other line asking me if I'd like to come out just takes over my head and my new plan is to cut out the old one and grab a cup of coffee instead! I tell myself that the coffee will give me the energy to do all the cleaning after... But of course after, I tell myself I'll do it the next day. Basically-- Saturday comes and I finally get to it. It's not as bad as I made it sound, but for someone who has her clothes color coordinated in her 5 ikea closets, this is a bad sign.
Just to paint a small picture for you (in case you lack creativity and imagination):
Ok, I over exhadderated (on the second picture only). Neither of these pictures are actually mine but I'm sure you can now understand. Time is very valuable.
Toodles!
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