Trying to figure out adult life - for us, life after school - is an ongoing process around here. Some days I'm convinced I'm on the right track, feeling good about where we are.
Other days - and there have been a lot of those in the last two weeks - I suddenly see how clumsy I have been with work interactions, how I'm letting slide quality time with Wal, how behind I am on everything that usually makes me feel on top of things.
It's hard to even really say what I expect from myself at 23. My expectations a year ago at graduation were ... vague, at best. In the months before graduation I had been focused soley on getting us both jobs and landing a place to live -- those I knew we needed.
We had some ideas of what we wanted. Wal wanted a cat.
Pictured: Cat, check. Almost enough fluffy blankets to suit her majesty.
I wanted us to do joint checking and a joint credit card. We wanted to settle into these jobs and stay a year at the absolute minimum (complete and ongoing). I wanted to repay my student loans.
In college, it seemed like you could only plan for "after graduation." Now I feel more able to plan for 1 year, 5 years, and more down the road. I'm also adjusting to new messes being thrust in my path that I have to work to get a grasp on -- doctors and insurance, taxes, car stuff.
As usual for me, I still have a lot to learn on organization and productivity.
There is a lot left for me to learn in the subtleties about work. I have some excellent co-workers to learn from, and I appreciate so many of them offering me advice and help along the way. It's hard to even comprehend how much I have learned about my company's specialty in just one year - but at the same time, humbling how much I don't know about it, or project management and contracting as a whole. (Lately, I have been re-learning that lesson every week.)
More ruminations another day.
I love Sarah's "25 and Over," a list of items you should have gotten down in order to act like a grown up. Keep an eye out for one of my favorite Tomato Nation quotes: "If you are fed up with how you look, buy a new shirt or stop eating cheese."
And what got me in the mood to finally write this post, which I had been composing since I started the blog: Corynne's intro post on her piece of Simply Stated.