ConGRADulations...

So, for those of you out of the loop, before this January I hadn't lived with my dad in 11 years, haven't lived with a parent since the summer before my freshman year of college. Apparently, I'm still making up for lost time.

Dinner tonight included me staring at my plate, with at least two minutes of silence between any audible communication...and I wonder why I enjoy being home alone.

This would all be less of an issue if it wasn't for the compounding effect of major levels of uncertainly, stress, and unmet expectations in my life right now (besides the fact that my sister aptly reminded me today that she had been married for almost two years when she was my age).

I have successfully navigated myself through three interviews this week, with two that seem like somewhat worthwhile jobs. Maybe its just the inherent level of narcissism in our generation, but I can't help but feel like there's a very narrow scope of employment at this point that would make me feel like I'm doing something worthwhile (and I'm not even pursuing a job in that category because its not feasible at this point). What it boils down to, I suppose, is that I want instant gratification and to feel like I'm making something of myself as a college graduate - which I've been for almost 9 months now...

But, fortunately, I've received the reassurance of several adults in my life, parents or otherwise, that have graciously explained to me...

...it doesn't ever get any easier. 

Well thanks, that's really helpful.

So, in the meantime, I'll be sleeping in tomorrow, checking my e-mail every hour or so, maybe doing some reading - LOTS of important tasks. 

Countdown to D-day (aka certainty on the UGA Law front)...2 days.