Granny panties and long days at the office.
Yes, I am officially getting old. Today I realized that I’ve spent more time on one project at work this week then I’ve spent doing ANYTHING else. I know that doesn’t sound too bad, but going to work at 6:30 in the morning and not leaving until 5:00 sucks. Not to mention the fact that tuna is great and all, but when you bring it in because you know that you wont have time to go get lunch and it’s something you can eat at your desk, then well, I’m striving to be one of THOSE workers. You know the ones that I’m talking about, the ones that never think about anything but their job. Never leaves their desk, except to go pee. Yes, I’ve become one of those corporate robots.
Now to the more funny realization of the week. I’ve noticed that with every life change, my tastes have changed with it. During my dance team phase I was focused on boys, friends, sports bras, and wearing the cutest little thongs I could find. My kick line phase; still focused on boys, friends, sports bras, and cute thongs, but now there was football added into the mix. Then came my college phase; the original focuses were still there, and I just kept adding things: like finding a job that could turn into a career. Now that I’m in my career phase all focuses and likes change. Today I noticed that I have more pairs of underwear with full butts then I do thongs. I also noticed that for once in my life I’ve started keep my apartment clean; for anyone who ever saw my dorm room or my room at my parents house, you know that this is a first for me entirely. Another change that I’ve seen other the past few months is the amount of shoes I own; I’ve always been one to have more dance shoes then shoes to wear in public, not true any more… I have 5 pairs of black dress shoes (and that’s just one type, but 5 different styles). And the strangest one of all, no longer am I more comfortable in sweats and a sweat shirt; I now love wearing nice pants and nice shirts, or even better skirts. So I’m guessing that this is a natural progression in life; from slob to neat, from sweats to suits, and from thongs to panty lines.
I guess when people start to focus on the life after college they start to see things for what they really are. The value, one might say. I see no point in paying $15 for a piece of string that flosses the wrong part of my body to get flossed, now I like the $5 packs from walmart; you know the ones I’m talking about, all the bikini style ones. And no longer do I buy the sports bras that have 5 on a hanger, I now go and spend the extra money and get nice REAL bras that fit properly (no more fits A - C cups, like the sports bras fit). One could say that these are natural progressions that every woman makes, I just think I’m the only one to sit down and think this much about it.
Well, I really do have to get back to work now, so I wont be here until the sun comes up tomorrow trying to finish my project.
Now to the more funny realization of the week. I’ve noticed that with every life change, my tastes have changed with it. During my dance team phase I was focused on boys, friends, sports bras, and wearing the cutest little thongs I could find. My kick line phase; still focused on boys, friends, sports bras, and cute thongs, but now there was football added into the mix. Then came my college phase; the original focuses were still there, and I just kept adding things: like finding a job that could turn into a career. Now that I’m in my career phase all focuses and likes change. Today I noticed that I have more pairs of underwear with full butts then I do thongs. I also noticed that for once in my life I’ve started keep my apartment clean; for anyone who ever saw my dorm room or my room at my parents house, you know that this is a first for me entirely. Another change that I’ve seen other the past few months is the amount of shoes I own; I’ve always been one to have more dance shoes then shoes to wear in public, not true any more… I have 5 pairs of black dress shoes (and that’s just one type, but 5 different styles). And the strangest one of all, no longer am I more comfortable in sweats and a sweat shirt; I now love wearing nice pants and nice shirts, or even better skirts. So I’m guessing that this is a natural progression in life; from slob to neat, from sweats to suits, and from thongs to panty lines.
I guess when people start to focus on the life after college they start to see things for what they really are. The value, one might say. I see no point in paying $15 for a piece of string that flosses the wrong part of my body to get flossed, now I like the $5 packs from walmart; you know the ones I’m talking about, all the bikini style ones. And no longer do I buy the sports bras that have 5 on a hanger, I now go and spend the extra money and get nice REAL bras that fit properly (no more fits A - C cups, like the sports bras fit). One could say that these are natural progressions that every woman makes, I just think I’m the only one to sit down and think this much about it.
Well, I really do have to get back to work now, so I wont be here until the sun comes up tomorrow trying to finish my project.