Yes to friends tonight

Yes, I am grateful.
For I have a full-time job.
Sometimes I want more.

Nice haiku? Sound silly? In an economy like today's do I sound selfish? I think I have the outta-college-for-six-months-now-and-this-real-world-thing-isn't-out-of-this-world-amazing thoughts rattling around in my brain these days. I like my job, most of the time. I like Syracuse, most of the time. There are those days where I'm like, "I love my life," and others where I'm like, "Is this really my life?" I find those more negative thoughts being thought when my alarm forces me to roll out of my comfy warm bed early Monday mornings in particular.

I think college spoils us. It allows us to "work" on what we love doing/hope to pursue, while also sleeping in till noon, and having more social opportunities than one knows what to do with.

I'm catching myself being bitter (again), and I know I need to turn this frown upside-down. But how? Maybe I'm just expecting myself/putting too much pressure on myself to adjust much quicker to this 8-5, M-F thing than a person realistically will. I never have had enough patience.

Yes to friends tonight.
Be grateful for what you have.
Smile and be happy.

Monday Monday

So the weekend started off well. I had a good Friday at work-- laughter over some photoshop work to say good bye to a co-worker who is moving back to Denmark. Friday and Saturday-- even into Sunday afternoon-- was good. I began to move into my new house. My stuff is there even though I can't be yet because the flooring isn't done. I'm actually getting more and more excited to move in, perhaps because...

Sunday night I had a breakdown. It was one of those comes-outta-nowhere geeking out kinda moments. I just didn't feel like myself, I felt stressed for no reason, and I felt unsettled. I truly enjoyed spending Sunday afternoon outside with my boyfriend and one of his roommates. It was a lot of fun. But right around dinner time I started to feel differently. Maybe it was the anticipation of another week of work? The sadness that the weekend was over? But, let's be serious, I have to get used to this. This is what most people do, they work all day.

If I could take a moment to go off on a tangent, I would like to say this is stupid. I dislike the work 8-5, 9-4, or more. I feel as though this wastes peoples lives away. Maybe it doesnt feel like this for people who love their jobs? I really am enjoying mine, as I have just begun a few months ago, but I don't enjoy spending all day in a cubicle. The days just seem to fly by with work-dinner-prep. for the next day-sleep-repeat.

But I thought I was going to complain less! Grrrr, it's a struggle. I feel like, hope that, it'll get better once I'm settled into my new place. I can develop a more permanent routine, or at least have my own space to escape to. I'm also interested in exploring my more "artsy-crafty" side. The side that was always pushed aside (thought down upon) while in design school. Just to give myself some happiness, even if it is just fooling around with things.

That's it for now. Back to work!

First post...let's see how this goes

Post graduation life is strange. There's so much going on at once, yet so little at the same time. I definitely realize that I like the structure of the real world better than school. In school I felt as though I could never relax because there was always more to be done- rework your projects, do more research, fix your portfolio again. Although there are things like sketching that I could be constantly doing, I feel less pressure. I like that when I leave at 5 I don't really have to think about work until the next morning.

On the flip side though, I did like how when in school you had gaps in your day to spend as you please. Sometimes I sit in my cubicle wishing I could enjoy the outdoors more. The days (daylight) fly by when you're inside without a window. School was more social too. Though I'm going to try and work on that! It's very easy to come home at 5 and not do anything with friends. It makes you love the weekends even more.

This past weekend I went to Atlanta, Georgia for work. To Georgia and back in a day. It was a whirlwind experience, but I'm glad I went. If anything I was able to bond more with my co-workers which is always a good thing. I went down for the CEDIA show. Check it out: http://www.cedia.net/expo/index2009.php

On the horizon: Start an etsy shop to sell greeting cards. Just a side-hobby-artsy-crafty sorta thing. Go apple picking. Get new dress shoes.