Entering the World of a Working Career Woman

Simmer Sixteen is finally here, and I am getting my first taste of what its like to truly be on my own. I landed an internship at a Fortune 500 company and literally having the 9 to 5 life. All the people on the planet- working that 9 to 5 just to stay alive, that 9 to 5 just to stay alive *Beyonce voice*.

While studying for finals wasn’t exactly the best thing in the world, I was lowkey dreading and nervous about life living alone and working. No matter how much I wished time would just pause, it never really did and here I am still trying to get my sleeping scheduled configured to a normal setting.  With the first few day, I would say I am still adjusting. Not coming home to any roommates, family, or even a cat felt quite isolated.I flipped through channels on the tv and movies on Netflix but was bored out of my mind after work. WOW, people really do this? How do people even have time for a social life after working a full 8 hour shift? I was literally so tired and thought ahead to my goal of being a working career woman while also having a family. Big props to the women that do it, I have a long ways to go !

Determined not to be bound to my residence after work, I purchased a handy dandy bus pass. Yay now time to explore. Admittedly exploring cities in WA is no where near excited as my time in London, but it got me more excited for my future excursion in Milan! It was a first step. I can’t see myself just working and coming home for the rest of the summer lol. So I plan to continue to go on adventures and learn some new skills outside of work. For starters I finally figured out this blog process of mapping my domain, so yay progress! Last summer I started my own blog and was really excited about it. Then the school year came along and naturally I had less and less time to blog. But let’s try this again:)

So for now, I am learning how to accept change and be okay with being alone. I can’t always be around people familiar and people won’t always be available to Facetime, call, and text me. So I have to embrace my own company and become comfortable with being on my own . Being on my own doesn’t mean I’m alone.

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Exploring the world and my hair one dai at a time.

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