We were going to talk about health care today. I was going to tell you fine readers everything you need to know about staying on your parents’ health insurance. And I totally will, just not till we get back.
This weekend we are going away to celebrate my birthday a couple weeks early. Where you might ask?
We’re Going To Disneyland!
“Jenny, you just started writing about all the things you need to do on your path to become a ‘grown-up,’ what will you do next?” “I’m going to Disneyland!”
That doesn’t sound very responsible or mature at all does it? Well I’m sorry, because we think it’s just what we need. In two weeks Ethan starts law school, and I will be joining the workforce, meaning that there will be no vacations for a very long time.
The beginning of adulthood can be the most labor intensive time in the workforce, with fewer days off for entry-level employees. But this makes sense; the longer you’re in the biz, the less you need to do to prove yourself and the more time off you’ve earned.
I get it. It’s all good, we were prepared for this.
Because most of the jobs I am looking at right now say upfront that one needs to be willing to work overtime on short notice. And staying up till the wee hours studying is a prerequisite for Ethan as a law student.
But that’s fine by us.
I am already used to getting to work early and staying late from my internships and freelance positions. And I know how far a strong work ethic and willingness to “pick-up the slack” will get you. And Ethan wants a law degree so he is willing to give up sleep for that.
The point is, even if you are totally willing to give up one thing for something better, you should at least say goodbye to the first thing, right? It’s only appropriate.
So this weekend we say goodbye to vacations for a long, long time. And I don’t think we could have picked a better place to wallow in childhood just a little longer than Disneyland (the maker of childhoods).
I’ll be back to talk to you Monday about health care and what not. But this weekend you have an assignment: take time to enjoy something you don’t get to do very often, now that you’re an “adult.” Tell me what it is in the comments.
Ta ta for now!
P.S. We do have to put gas in our new car for the first time today because we’re driving to Anaheim (the Civic gets excellent gas mileage, by the way). And we’re going to Costco because our research has shown that it has the cheapest gas. So adult points for having a conversation about gas prices? Yes?