Breaking Even

Week two.  I skipped ahead in the organizing book (probably not the best thing to do for an unorganized person) to the career section and and re-hauled my resume impressively close to perfection. Now that I look back at my old resume, I realize that I wouldn't have hired me either.  Hopefully this new one is astonishing enough to land me the research assistant gig at Sunnybrook Hospital I sent it into.  This completely counts as a grown up type dealio.  It's a job that pays money and everything (that is, if I get it). So grown up rule #2 is:

• Adults have jobs. 

I kind of already have a part time gig as an Au pair, but it pays using the barter system ( I watch the kids, I get to live in their house and eat their food) but it won't pay my phone bill, so I'm not sure if it counts. All the stay at home parents probably feel that a non paying job is still a job, but I'm also guessing that these people have someone else who is willing to buy them stuff. Great for them, but this is a less viable plan when you are single.

Speaking of people buying other people stuff, my awesome little brother bought me a Venture Industries t-shirt from the comic convention in Seattle. The Venture Bros is possibly one of my favourite TV shows of all time. Sadness, I asked him to get me an XL, and it's in youth sizes! At least I hope it's a youth size, or else the tag at the back of my pants has been lying to me.  Okay, I admit wearing jr sized cartoon themed t-shirts may undo the growing up I did job searching.  Alright, so I'm breaking even right now. But! I also got my graduation photos done today.  It took me fifteen minutes of scrubbing to get all the make up off.  That's kind of grown up, right? Though, I haven't actually graduated yet, but wearing 1/4 metric tonne of make up is what female type adults do on a regular basis, right?  I kind of hope it is because I looked awesome.

Check out my brother's blog at:

• http://ericetienne.blogspot.com

He does drawing type things.

Alright, time to move on to another grown up ambition: going to bed at a reasonable hour.  Classes are over, Exams are a-coming and I am ready to sleep in until noon (I'll work on the getting-out-of-bed-at-a-reasonable-hour part later).

All the Best,
            -Jo

First Day of the Rest of My Life

Maybe it's the depreciation of education, the recession, the wide spread acceptance of adult cartoons, pop culture; maybe it's just that my mom doesn't charge me rent - I don't know what it is- but I, like so many my age, am Maturity Impaired.  It's a serious problem.  I haven't had any adult-type milestones in all of my soon to be 24 years.  I'll be graduating from university at the end of summer, and I don't think I can put the real world off any longer. I'm on a mission that 24 will be the year that I get transformed into Adult Self, and it is probably going to be a hilariously arduous road. So, it might as well be documented for future Maturity Impaireds, or for anyone else who remembers or is going through the awkward stumblings into adulthood.  It's a bit of an experiment really.  I'm trying to find out what does work and what doesn't, and what it means to be adult in a world of perpetual childhood.  Hopefully my soon to be found experience will be useful to someone.

So let it begin!

I'll be keeping a list of things to know/have/be as I come across them that will make me a certified adult.
 Today is #1:

                      Adult's know what the hell they're doing...mostly.

To get this going, I've purchased a book for organizing personal life, career and finances.  I can't wait until I have any of those things! In the mean time, I'm smushing (no, not that kind of smush) the week by week guide into the next ten weeks, so that I'm all organized and ready for 24 and adult life.

This week it's getting a day planner, making goals, and other good intentions ripe to go awry. This should be fun.

If you want to grow up along with me, the book is Organize Now! Your Money, Business & Career by Jennifer Ford Berry. It actually looks pretty good so far.

Well, I feel older and more refined already. Catch you later, er, I mean, And a good day to you,

                                   -jo