The experiences and exploits of a college grad trying to make it in the "real world:" leaving school and friends in New England, moving south, and living with her boyfriend. Watch as I pretend to be an adult.
My day is going something like this: Get to work, do financial spreadsheets, send out emails jumping on our image department for slacking off on a product line that I need to be up, send out links to the people who are doing a promo for said product line, set up our own promo for said product line, send out emails jumping on people who haven't been updating data I need to do the financial sheets, do more financial sheets, leave at three. Go home, make sure I have laundry for the next few days, switch out the sheets on my parents bed, make sure clean towels are in the bathroom, go upstairs and cloister myself away to do as many product spreadsheets as I possibly can. Workout, eat dinner, wrap Karen's fabulous birthday present, do some more work on product spreadsheets, send out emails to various work types promising I'll have fifteen different things done by Tuesday, leave at 9:45 to go to Dulles to pick up Karen.
Incidentally, the long awaited bookshelf pictures are up (ok, ok, you probably couldn't care less). The "in progress" pictures are here if you're interested.