Expectation: I will make my lunch each morning as to save money to pay for my newfound bills.
Reality: The Jimmy John sandwich artists literally know me by name at this point and were surprised when I didn’t order tuna.
Expectation: I will be so organized at work and be so productive before noon.
Reality: Spent an hour making sure my email signature looked legit.
Expectation: I’ll be used to getting up early so I’ll hop out of bed on Saturday, clean, run errands, and read some enthralling novels.
Reality: Wake up. Look at phone. It’s 11. Get up, get some toast, watch some T.V., and then fall asleep on the couch.
Expectation: I’ll work out when I get home from work and then cook a healthy dinner.
Reality: As soon as I get home from work I take off my clothes and lie on the couch for an undisclosed amount of time.
And finally, expectation: Once I start working full time I will feel comfortable with my newfound responsibility. I earned this job!
Reality: I am thankful everyday that Google doesn’t charge for my questions.