Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Becoming an Adult... Sort of

I follow a blog called Adulting:  How to become a grown-up in 468 easy(ish) steps.  The tips are varied, from how to cook chicken to various tips and tricks for cleaning to repairing things when they need it instead of replacing them.

Rest assured, I have never had to refer to this
diagram before getting dressed. (Full size here)
Since my sophomore year of college, I have worked as a Desk Assistant (signing guests in/out of the building), Note Taker (taking notes in class for a student with a disability), Community Assistant, and now Graduate Community Assistant.  I worked part-time at the pizza place that features an animatronic mouse the summer after my freshman year of college (and, yes, it was hell).  I worked part-time during summers and winters since July 2010 selling office supplies and filling ink cartridges (it turned out to be one of my favorite jobs).  I don't know if I'm going back there yet this summer.

But I digress.  I'll graduate with my Master's degree in 15 months.  Yikes.  I've never been one to like dressing up unless I have to, to wear make up on a daily basis (I can't remember for the life of me that I wore it, honestly), and to take the time to do more than shampoo, condition, comb, and dry my hair every day.

I would like to look more professional, so little by little, I'm going to attempt to reach that happy medium of looking professional without feeling awkward.  Trading in jeans for slacks and skirts, hoodies for sweaters, t-shirts for blouses, and tennis shoes for flats (I don't do heels).  The things that will always remain, however, are a set of rings (one with a V, one with a C) and the necklace that Vic got me for Christmas.  I wear them everyday and feel weird without them on.

Since I'll be holding a graduate assistantship in a different office in the upcoming semesters, working as a school counseling intern in the fall (not to mention having two different internship sites in the spring), and attending classes on top of that... I think it's time to take a little time to dress up my wardrobe, actually care about my hair's appearance more than I currently do, and maybe even learn to love dressing up.

No comments:

Post a Comment