So This is Real Life, huh?

Graduation was amazing. The culmination of my (very long and drawn out) undergraduate career. I was so proud of myself for achieving something that not everyone does in their lifetime. For that night, and the few weeks after, I felt as if I had really accomplished something. I wish this starry eyed optimism could have hung around forever because man was it validating. But then the inevitable happened. I got tired of sitting around the house all day and watching re-runs of the past seasons of The Real Housewives of (insert name of horribly embarrassed city here) in my pj's. So my mind became a nagging wife that kept reminding me of my failures.


"When are you gonna get a job?"


" What can you even do?"


"Have you even showered today??"


So I did what every self-respecting recent college graduate who has taken the LSAT and applied to law school does......apply to every entry level job that I could. Now, I don't even have to imagine how ridiculous everyone thinks that this is. I have actually heard it from almost everyone in my life. I was all set to go to law school, prepared for the hard work and sleepless nights and the famous competitiveness of my future classmates. But one thing that I was not prepared for was the financial burden that it would put on my husband and I. I had a vision one day of being outrageously indebted by my undergrad and law school tuition and Tim and I still living in our one bedroom apartment in 5 years. I decided to do something different.



With my law school apps still out (I wanted to move quickly before I could get blamed on making a new decision because I didn't get in) I began to look for a job in earnest. And what sort of job CAN a history major with no experience who had no other plans than going to law school do?



I'll save that for next time.



....and by the way....I did get in.