all dayers are rough

I’ve been at my new job as a content marketing writer for a full month now and I’ve already written about some wack stuff. The weirdest thing I’ve had to advertise? Death and trauma scene cleanup, probably. Didn’t ever think about that being a market but I guess it makes sense…


Something that unemployed life doesn’t prepare you for is all dayers. And if you’re reading this like “when I was unemployed I was still productive and sleeping at normal hours” then congratz, leave me alone to nap in the breakroom during lunchtime.

And yes, I was temping for a good while before, and it was basically full-time, but I had options there. I could call out for any reason whenever I wanted and not be penalized because I was only a temp anyway.

Did I? No. But could I have? Probably. I didn’t realize the appeal of friends with benefits relationships until I worked with a temp agency. They got work, I got money, but neither of us had to commit to each other at all and it was beautiful. Except… the benefit of commitment is health care, so… it was probably for the best that I moved on.

So I work in DOWNTOWN Denver and I live 30 minutes away from that on a day with no traffic (so like, Sunday mornings and Sunday mornings only). That means that on normal mornings, it takes about 50 minutes.. if I leave by 6:50. But if I leave at 7? big mistake. complete buffoonery. I made that mistake on my second day and was 5 minutes late to work.

Isn’t that ridiculous?! Leave ten minutes later and arrive twenty-five minutes later? Yeah, but that’s showbiz*, baby.


Anyway, I’ve really had to get my life together these past several weeks and I’m wondering how long it’ll last. But lucky for you, I got myself a planner so I can chronicle it going downhill in the inevitability that that happens. Stay tuned for that.

The way the planner works is like this: I plan literally everything that I’m going to do (time I wake up, what I’m going to study, what I’m going to eat, what I’m going to do after work, what I’m going to wear, etc.) and then– I actually do it. And the results speak for themselves–I have literally never been more exhausted.

That’s probably a lie, but wow. All dayers are rough.

Seriously. I woke up at 5 am on Monday and then didn’t go to bed until a little after 10 and that’s a whole 17 hours??? That I was awake?? During mostly daylight hours?? being productive?? ME???

It’s more likely than you’d think.

I’d also like to note that Netflix wasn’t involved at ALL.

So yeah, I’m trying to balance a full-time work schedule with a two-hour commute and a social life and I know people do this all the time and I am not special, but let me finish– I’m also trying to train for a marathon. And I wasn’t going to admit that to the blogosphere because I don’t want anyone to hold me to actually doing the marathon, but I wanted you all to know that I’m really trying just so hard to be a productive, healthy human. Also, I’m in the early weeks of training and I don’t know how I’m going to keep it up as the runs get longer because ya gurl is slow.

By the way, I reserve the right to quit my training at any time for any reason including, but not limited to: snow, wanting to sleep, finding a good show to binge on Netflix, and spending quality time with kittens.

Anyway, being a semi-successful adult is pretty cool. And I dig it. But anyone got any secrets of how to make it through the day without caffeine and without having to take a nap on my lunch break? HMU with ideas. I’d like to also note that I am getting in a good 5 REM cycles a night, so I’m Doing My Best.


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