Being 7 months out of Grad school means the student loan payments are rolling back in in full effect. The amount makes me believe I may never pay them off in this lifetime and makes me want to cry a little. I mean, I'll be able to pay them off, I'll live in a shack and raise my (future) children to grow their own food and sew their own clothes. Maybe that won't be so bad... Well, the shack, not so much, but the other part... I wouldn't mind raising such resourceful children! I know I will raise them to have some money sense early on, so that they won't have to figure it out in their 20s like I did. I was never as bad as my mother, but I could've been better about some things.
As I look at the things I want to accomplish in my 30s (wedding/honeymoon, house, kids and staying at home w/ said kids 1/2 of the time) sometimes I feel quite overwhelmed. I know I don't want to stay at home full time, but I also would like to not HAVE to work full time either. But there is the matter of those not one, but two, degrees from not public, but private schools to take into consideration as well.
At times I feel like it's never friggin easy! But then I have to check myself and remind myself to take it one day at a time. I'm entry leveling it fresh outta school, which is normal and to be expected. As I put my time in, and, more importantly, get licensed I'll move up on the pay scale. So there is that. But why oh why does it take 2 years to get licensed?! Arg! On the other hand... I'm a quarter of the way there!!!!
The glass is half full. The glass is half full. The glass is half full...
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Let's Go Back In Time
Why is it that in the car I always have wonderful ideas on what to blog about but when I get in front of my computer they are nowhere to be found? Happen to anyone else?
If I'm gonna be writing about my so-called 30s I suppose I should start with how I got here...
I was born... no, just kidding! I'm not going thaaat far back. I will start with this: In my teens I thought 30 was pretty old. Old in the sense that you were settled and had yer crap together. Hell, as I teen I thought the same about 24/25! I figured I'd get married at 26 or 27 then start poppin' out some babies a couple years later. No big career plans, that is for sure. I did know I wanted to be a therapist but wasn't sure how that was going to fit in as I was not ready to pursue the field right out of high school.
Anyway, cut to 24/25... Was not settled, did not have it all figured out. Well I was on my way to having it all figured out, but far from settled. Around that time I was ready to pursue my Masters in the therapy field. Art therapy as it turned out. I started my program the summer I turned 28. By that point I was extra excited for my 30s. My plan at 28 was to find the man of my dreams that year so that come 2010 I could graduate and get married.
I am a flexible kinda gal. As it turned out I did not find the man of my dreams until I was 29, so I'm off by a year, but that's okay by me.
I think having a goal is imperative, but being flexible is just as important if not more so. One of the things I want more than anything is to get married and have children (I know! So girly, right?!), however I am not at all willing to settle. Yes, I want a husband, but I would've stayed single my entire life if I did not find someone who fit my standards. I am not the settling type in that department, thank you very much.
It has been fun to reflect upon my journey to 30 along the way and presently. I had a plan as a teen, but what does one really know as a teen? In retrospect it's a bit of a limited scope. I had a plan and I had the ability to roll with life, for which I am thankful.
If I'm gonna be writing about my so-called 30s I suppose I should start with how I got here...
I was born... no, just kidding! I'm not going thaaat far back. I will start with this: In my teens I thought 30 was pretty old. Old in the sense that you were settled and had yer crap together. Hell, as I teen I thought the same about 24/25! I figured I'd get married at 26 or 27 then start poppin' out some babies a couple years later. No big career plans, that is for sure. I did know I wanted to be a therapist but wasn't sure how that was going to fit in as I was not ready to pursue the field right out of high school.
Anyway, cut to 24/25... Was not settled, did not have it all figured out. Well I was on my way to having it all figured out, but far from settled. Around that time I was ready to pursue my Masters in the therapy field. Art therapy as it turned out. I started my program the summer I turned 28. By that point I was extra excited for my 30s. My plan at 28 was to find the man of my dreams that year so that come 2010 I could graduate and get married.
I am a flexible kinda gal. As it turned out I did not find the man of my dreams until I was 29, so I'm off by a year, but that's okay by me.
I think having a goal is imperative, but being flexible is just as important if not more so. One of the things I want more than anything is to get married and have children (I know! So girly, right?!), however I am not at all willing to settle. Yes, I want a husband, but I would've stayed single my entire life if I did not find someone who fit my standards. I am not the settling type in that department, thank you very much.
It has been fun to reflect upon my journey to 30 along the way and presently. I had a plan as a teen, but what does one really know as a teen? In retrospect it's a bit of a limited scope. I had a plan and I had the ability to roll with life, for which I am thankful.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
I'm not gonna lie, I have been excited to turn 30 for a few years now! I'm 5 months in and don't hate it, so that's good. Life has been a big adjustment recently but that has more to do with entering the mental health field than bumping up to the next decade; they just happened to happen at around the same time.
I knew work would be tough, but, wow. It has been an adjustment to say the least. I am still struggling with managing it all. My boyfriend has been wonderful through it all. Poor guy, he met me as a crazed grad student which has morphed to a crazed therapist. I would love to convince him I'll get less crazed, but.... hasn't happened yet, so I don't wanna go making promises I can't keep.
I have gotten away from journaling, which once upon a time I did religiously, and needed to reconnect with writing, so I am giving the blogging thing a go. Once again. Sooo we'll see how it goes. Wish me luck. I really want to make this blogging thing happen, for realsies this time!
I knew work would be tough, but, wow. It has been an adjustment to say the least. I am still struggling with managing it all. My boyfriend has been wonderful through it all. Poor guy, he met me as a crazed grad student which has morphed to a crazed therapist. I would love to convince him I'll get less crazed, but.... hasn't happened yet, so I don't wanna go making promises I can't keep.
I have gotten away from journaling, which once upon a time I did religiously, and needed to reconnect with writing, so I am giving the blogging thing a go. Once again. Sooo we'll see how it goes. Wish me luck. I really want to make this blogging thing happen, for realsies this time!
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