Happy freaking Thanksgiving
So... once it was after midnight last night, I decided to make myself somewhat of a Thanksgiving dinner:
Yeah, I know, pathetic. But I'm not a sad, pathetic kind of girl. I don't go home and cry into my sad instant stuffing. I actually enjoy having time to myself.
However, the situation made me realize something: I'm tired.
I haven't taken a vacation ( Read more... )
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If it's at all a consolation, I didn't have a real life with weekends off and holidays and only one job until I was 27 (Just four months before my 28th birthday). And I did the same thing... I had a "real" full-time job and a job on the side because I enjoyed the buffer income, but never had any extra money and had to go into debt to have any fun. I think maybe our generation is having a harder time getting started as a complication brought on by a shitty job market and the fact that instead of going straight from high school into a career, we instead spend 4-5 years in college racking up debt with no guarantee we'll get the American dream of making enough money afterwards to ever pay it back. I suppose all we can do is try.
I apologize for the mini-rant on your blog.
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