After an extremely busy weekend of graduation picture taking by one great friend, seeing my best friend after a 5 month separation, seeing my mom and taking her shopping as well as a CCYW event with another great friend and the BP 77 launch -- plus all the usual weekend busyness, I was reminded of something I recently saw someone tweet. (I can’t remember who, so sorry for no exact credit) But they said:
There should be 3 days in the weekend, one for having fun, one for relaxing, and one for getting stuff done.
I have to completely agree. And with studying for school, I’d say there should be a 4th one for homework. :) But luckily in 32 days, all of that will be over! (And Chris will be home!)
I also think this weekend has brought me somewhat out of my Rory crisis funk. Now, my friends who loved (still love) Gilmore Girls, will recall the episode where Rory is about to graduate college and has a complete what-am-I-going-to-do-with-my-
life meltdown. And I know many of my friends have experienced the same crisis in recent years, months, days.
You feel like graduation is hurling towards you and while you are counting down the days – see above – it is still scary to not know what you’ll be doing after you move that tassel over. It also doesn’t help that everyone around you seems to have post grad plans for masters’ degrees, law school, and/or other great adventures. You find yourself saying, well maybe I SHOULD go to grad school, apply to law schools, get a teaching credential, find some sort of other internship to apply for… But then you have to stop yourself and say, why the hell would I want to do that right now??
By the way, if I see another job posting for an unpaid internship, I might throw something through my computer. It is such total BS that entry level jobs (particularly in the editing/writing/publishing fields) have turned into unpaid internships. By not being a trust fund baby, I apparently don’t earn the right to get that experience. Okay, that rant is for another blog.
Granted, I do have more of my ducks in a row than most graduating seniors who are typically looking at the prospect of moving back in with their parents. I have an amazing husband who now is in the training stages of a really great job, many internships and other professional experiences under my belt, etc. But even I still don’t have
it all any of it figured out.
Sure, I’d love to work for a book publisher, but is that a feasible goal? Do I want to work with people, in marketing, write for a magazine, a website, a university, or some other random company that happens to catch my eye on craigslist? The answer is – I don’t know. And I think I am starting to realize that that answer is okay. It’s okay if I don’t have the perfect job right out of college. It’s okay if I don’t have the perfect job, one year out of college. And while money wise, I will have to make sure I do have enough work to keep us rolling along towards our financial and pre-baby bucket list goals, but if in June I’m still pretty much right where I am now, then everything will be just fine.