Femininity: Where Preparation Meets Confidence

It's the best part of my day: coffee time.  A little breath of fresh air and caffeine in the middle of the hustle and bustle of my otherwise crazy Monday.  This is my me time to sneak in a little pleasure reading, pleasure writing, or the homework I've been putting off for the last week, all while sipping a delicious liquid conveyer of my life force.

Today, however, my true love turned on me and my attempt at fashion.  The lid of my coffee was loose and popped off mid-sip, allowing a menacing splash of coffee to plop onto my dress.  

Well crap.

Fortunately, I was running late this morning and had decided to drive my car instead of bike to school today.  Unfortunately, I recently removed a large supply of garments from my car in an effort to keep it clean like a grown-up….

All that could be found in my car was a cardigan, necklace, and headband.  So, this isn't the most prepared I could be, but it was just enough to scrape by.  Under my spoiled dress I had on leggings and a slip… though a rather sexier slip than I hoped to show off to my classmates… 

I threw the cardigan on over the slip, added the necklace and headband in an effort to make my "look" seem more intentional, and applied the most essential adornment to makeshift outfits: confidence.  A quick strut to my classroom and I was safely tucked beneath my desk with no further embarrassment.

Cleaning out my car +100 GUP

Clean car backfiring in my moment of need -100 GUP

Making it work +500 GUP

Subtotal: 1,610 GUP

(Grown Up Points)

Shredded Wheats

Do you see how freaking grown up this cereal is! This is legit. Look at all that fiber. This is a great start.
+10 grown-up points
Subtotal: 1,110 GUP

Kittens and College

        About seven weeks ago, my little rescued alley cat Mia created four fully functioning tiny versions of herself.  Yes, yes, always spay your pets, I know.  I was planning to very soon, but Mia got out for one last night on the town, shacked up with some careless Tom and the rest, as they say, is kittens.  

       As adorable as these little fluffs are, this is not a blog about them.  These kittens got me thinking about someone else that is too cute for words.  Me.  

        It dawned on me today that in nine weeks I am graduating from college and joining the big kid table.  This is it.  No more hiding behind the "I'm in college"excuse, I have to be a full fledged human being.  At least until I tuck my tail between my legs and run back for graduate school, but that is a long way away.  Nine weeks however, seems terrifyingly close.

          This brings me back to my kittens.  At nine weeks old, they will be ready and off to move in with new families.  In nine weeks they will have gone from slimy little free-loaders to fluffy scampering quasi-cats who've left me and Mia to our empty nest syndrome.

             This is an inspiration (the kind you get in a movie that makes you cry so you only watch once, but you still appreciate what you've learned).  My goal is to spend the next nine weeks becoming a better version of myself.  If these kittens can be fluffier and more playful, surely I can be healthier and wealthier.  I have the power of rhyme on my side.

    
The Plan:

What adults do:
1) Make Money (generally generated in a career related fashion)
2) Take Care of Themselves (this is a broad one that goes from eating healthy and cooking to keeping the apartment tidy and remembering to floss)
3) Probably a bunch of other stuff, but I'm still young, I just want to get down the basics not the boring nitty gritty.

What I want to do:
-Write and/or perform
    -Music and/or comedy

Can these things be combined?  I am going to try.

The Obstacles:
1) I am crazy busy
2) Really that's it, I'm just busy, but here are the main sources of business:
    -Powering through my last semester of classes
    -Teaching 16 one on one guitar students a week
    -Interning for a management company... reading screenplays and shooting down the dreams of people in the exact same position that I am.
    -A passion for pleasure reading, improv classes, and social drinking

So here I go, chronicling the final countdown to my degree and my quest to make it significant. +100 grown-up points for rambling on about it.
+1,000 grown-up points for giving myself another excuse to write everyday (that is after all what I want to do)

Subtotal: 1,100 GUP (Grown Up Points)