Jenny’s Whole Life Switch

Chapter 1 - Changing… everything.

I walk from my bed to my new desk at my new office. It’s three steps. I feel excited and blessed that Grandma would give me a place to stay AND office space for my new job before I had to start paying rent. I’m a little nervous about my first day of professional work.

I just graduated from Eastern Penn State, where I played soccer for four years, with a degree in forensic economics. My teammates were all getting communication degrees, and didn’t get it. I got it, and I LOVE playing around with numbers.

Which is why, a week after graduating, I’m about to log on to my new full time job that pays $75K! I’m so pumped about getting paid. I hope things go smoothly today.

One week later…
“Jees… that was a lot of stuff. They want me to get my CPA inside of 9 months. And other stuff! This is intense.”

“I feel like you’ve been saying that every day, Jenny. Are you ok? I made lasagna for dinner.”

“I’m good… just overwhelmed. Also, this smells delicious. You know, getting to come out of my very nice room and have dinner with you is the best part of being a grown up. Sounds corny… but it’s amazing. I love you, Grandma.”

“Oh, Jenny! You are so sweet! I love you, too. Eat up, ok?”

“Don’t worry about that, Grandma. This stuff is too good.”

Journal Note - 6/13/23 (Fourth week)
I talked out my stress for the day just like this, day after day. And while I talked it out, I stuffed my face with Grandma’s delicious fucking food. It’s like being on a special overnight stay from when I was 11, except it’s all day, every day. She brings me treats constantly, she’s baking shit every day, and she makes my favorite meals 5 nights a week. The other two, we usually go out to eat!

It’s only been a month, but between her food, my ass being glued to a chair for at least 10 hours a day, and stress indulging calories into my body like I’m a fucking vacuum, I had the scary delight of finding a nice, new, jiggly pot belly in the shower today.

I know I need to run or get a gym membership to balance some of this shit out, but I’m strugglebussing about my time management, and some of my peers are spending 12-14 hours at their computer to my ten. Thank God for my brain and a quality education.

And, honestly, I’m now tired, a lot. Just relaxing and pounding some delicious lasagna once a week is a nice break. Pounding it three times a week is becoming a trend. I know I’ve already lost my game shape, but like, one thing at a time, right?

I should probably put this shit on my adult to-do list like finding my own place by August. We’ll see if this lets up.