When you finally know it’s time to enter the real world.
This post will be more of a journal entry, I think.
It’s so funny but but when I was still in college the “real world” felt like this mythical thing. I could make plans that included certain types of jobs but none of it was actually real.
I realized this summer, while working at the children’s theater, that I really liked having a job. Knowing I had responsibilities every day from 8am to 3pm. This should not be taken as Maren has finally discovered that her life passion is to be any type of teacher because despite everyone’s instincts that will NEVER be my life’s ambition.
I finally feel like I’m ready. I’m ready to be an adult, provide for myself, take on all those responsibilities in life and work. In June I was terrified to be leaving college. But now I feel like it’s finally time.
I want to be independent so I can finally do all the things I want to do. It would be nice to have a steady income so I can sit down and say to myself Gee, going to Italy sounds fun. I think I’ll take two weeks vacation time and visit Italy. I know this is pushed a little far but the concept is key.
Today I was looking at Half & Marathon races online. I really want to run a Rock & Roll. But I can’t afford to enter a race with a $100+ entry fee and then think about the hotel and fun money I’d need to make the weekend happen.
I do have job plans in motion. My Dad and I are planning on starting a business here in Salinas this fall. Excitement is a small example of how I feel about it. But it’s such a gamble. We may or may not be successful which means I may or may not get paid. Which then means I may or may not have the freedom to move out, get a dog, run in expensive yet super fun-amazing races, have a cute little studio apartment with a very tiny back yard or balcony that I can fully furnish in Ikea merchandise.
