In college, I actively dreaded going into the real world. Along with, like, 99% of college seniors. I could not fathom the idea of a life away from my friends. I wasn’t super interested in a world that required 8-hour days, every day, without built-in breaks. No more summers? I don’t get a full month off for winter break? Huh? Whatever, I’m gonna go nap on the quad. You guys can go ahead and graduate. I’ll be here.
Graduation was scary. But, as you all probably predicted, I found the silver lining.
(Little did I know, it was a totally faulty silver lining. I was cheated! Deceived!)
So, I was excited about having more time. In college, days are absolutely packed: Class, work, meetings, papers, studying, job applications, group project meetings, Ride the Rail Sundays, MNJ, Country Night, Logo Glass Night, TNB, football block… Not a second was unaccounted for.
But in the real world, you work 9-5, then go home and… hang out? Right? So much time for activities! Just imagine all the books that I can read! HOURS for exercise – I’ll be soooo skinny! And don’t even get me started on the learning. I’m gonna read up on history – but for fun, this time. Maybe I’ll even refresh my Spanish! And learn a whole bunch of songs on the ukulele! I’ll start a fancy new website and write on it all the time! Being a grown-up will be so great and productive!
Well, that was my thought process as a college student, anyway.
In real life, it’s a little more like this: I get home from work around 6:15. I whip up dinner and catch the 6:30 Modern Family rerun. (This is the highlight of my day, probably.) By the time that’s over, I usually start thinking about things I should be doing. (Folding laundry, making tomorrow’s lunch, returning a few overdue books to the library). Mind you, these are all thoughts. Not a whole lotta action at this stage.
And suddenly, bam! It’s 10:00! Did I just black out for those three hours? I literally never know where they go. The night disappears. Every night. And just like that, it’s time for bed. Gotta get enough hours if I want to be useful in the office.
Right? Real-world friends? Confirm or deny. You probably confirm.
So, let’s make a deal with Mother Nature. 30-hour days? Think we can push for 35? She seems super influential. I think she has some pull.