And I’ll admit, I’m not as educated as I want to be on the topic, I don’t always know the right thing to say, but I will say that I am willing to learn more and understand. I know I’ll never understand what others feel on a daily basis throughout their entire lives but I am here for you.
Category Archives: Adult Life
Life is EXHAUSTING
It’s hard as an adult to work all week long and then get to the weekend and not want to cram in seeing friends, going hiking, and hitting the beach. But it’s also hard to survive an entire week after cramming it all in.
The New School
When I was in college, my dad was a guest lecturer – yes, I was that kid – and one of the things he told my class stuck with me all of these years, ‘I learned more in my first 6 months of work than I learned in four years of school.’
The No Niche, Niche
What if my niche is just being Rachie?
I’m an Adult?
How do people just become adults and act like this is totally normal. This is so WEIRD! How do you expect me to spend four years partying, drinking, flirting, taking tests while drunk, and just being reckless in general ALL ON MY DADS DIME and then it’s like ‘oh hey go work for eight hours a day and use ALL of your money to survive off shitty store brand bread.’ This is literally the epitome of adulthood.
Make it Fun
It was late at night and everyone knows that any idea past midnight hastily comes into fruition.
It’s Been a Year
What better time to look back on the year than the unofficial start of the summer, the first long weekend of the pandemic, the phase one of opening back up.
Procrastination and manipulation is sooooo high school
Never push off work, whether it is to other people or to your future self.
Stop ✋ Writing Time
This is why I’m here to say, YOU WILL NOT REMEMBER YOUR GROUNDBREAKING IDEA! No matter how locked in you think you are, you are not.
Leave When It’s Time
Getting to roll out of bed and start working has its perks but it turned into a struggle to separate my work and home life. While working in the office the second I leave and walk through my door to a kiss from my boyfriend that means I am home, no more work. That’s my time to myself. When we first started this WFH life I didn’t have that physical line that divided my life and it made it hard to say no to work.
