It’s a Tuesday evening and I’m inhaling a makeshift dinner with the TV playing on the side. As Alex Trebek announces the question in Final Jeopardy, the answer comes flying out of my mouth along with the food.
“Grendel!” I shout.
Grendel is the name of a novel we studied senior year of high school. Coincidentally, I probably thought I was on the brink of adulthood at that point in my life. Hah. Not even close.
Fast forward five years and here I am sitting in front of the television after a 9-6 work day struggling to find the energy to do anything. When did I become an adult? It sort of just…happened.
It was in that moment I realized I was settling into an unproductive pattern of work, eat, sleep, and repeat. I come home from a 12 hour day and eat whatever was in front of me, maybe go to the gym or write a blog post. I will burn out without preparing for the next day. Wake up. Repeat.
A part of the transition from no job to job is giving up your day to your career. BYE GIRL. This entry level position is everything I’ve been working towards and I’m so. lucky. to have the opportunity that I do. But, recognizing this transition is the only way we’ll begin to tackle it.
Yes, I am tired. Yes, it’s worth it. BUT let’s take adulting by the horns and run with it! I mean…what’s the alternative? Ladies, we have come TOO far to marry rich. LET’S GO.
The Alarming Facts
There’s no such thing as sleeping in anymore and having breakfast at noon. It’s more like get your ass out of bed before 7 or your day will start like hell. That alarm? Set it for ten minutes earlier. Start your day more slowly and focused.
Also, the “wing it” strategy sucks. Picking out clothes at crack of dawn is a disaster (especially if you work in the fashion industry like me), not to mention digging through the fridge for leftovers that may be salvageable for lunch. When you need to catch the 7:20 am bus in order to beat the majority of Lincoln Tunnel traffic, there is no time for sad noodles in Tupperware. Ditch the noodles if you have to.
I like to thing of everything that makes me crazy in the morning and just do it at night. Yes, you’re drained from the already exhausting day, but you’ll thank yourself in the morning when you save time destroying your room when your Bluetooth headphones are dead and you can’t find the new Apple headphones that fit in the charging hole.
You’re probably thinking, why would I need to set my alarm for ten minutes earlier if I’m now SAVING time on stupid crap? There’s that fancy new thing all the kids are doing nowadays called breakfast. Do that instead and you won’t hate yourself later.
Take a breath. Get that bread. Come home.
NOW coming home from work holds many make-it-or-break-it decisions. This is the few hours YOU get before your body is going to deplete. What are you going to do? HURRY, DECIDE.
Or, just plan ahead.
Most of us choose to continue binge watching our new favorite show (This Is Us). Some go to the gym. It doesn’t matter what you do as long as it makes you happy. I like to break up my nights with editing articles OR watching TV OR going by my friends apartment to catch up on life. It depends on the week.
One focus per night is safe.
Sometimes I get overwhelmed that I can’t get everything done in one night. Like I have clothes sprawled out everywhere, but I choose to go to the gym because I haven’t exercised in a while. It’ll get done. Yolo.
In retrospect, I can’t remember what the hell happened in Grendel, but I know that I feel much more comfortable and free than I my high school self. This is the first time in my life I feel in possession of my future and I sure as hell won’t let “adulting” get me down.
After all, adulting isn’t even a real word.