Last you’d heard from me, I was about to move to San Jose to work in a technical role at a very technical company.
I’m not normally the kind of person who would take a break from school when I’m so close to graduating, and yet here I am.
We spent several minutes on the phone gushing about how happy we were and how great this was going to be, and then I asked my sister where she was planning on staying.
“I thought I’d stay with you!” she said cheerily.
When you’re in college and work on the side, your day fills up pretty quickly.
Every week for the past 18 weeks, I’ve gone to the same restaurant in downtown San Luis Obispo and ordered the exact same thing: One pulled pork sandwich on a French roll. It’s $7.82 with tax.
A couple of weeks ago, I opened a letter from my mom to find a $10 Trader Joe’s gift card nestled inside. I was touched, grateful, and excited about the possibilities—the same way I would have reacted to an Anthropologie or Sephora gift card in the past. In my mom’s note, she wrote, “Buy something decadent.” I’d been good-naturedly complaining about the amount of oatmeal I’d been eating.
My heart was broken 13 times during my senior year of high school. The first time was when my boyfriend of a year and a half cheated on me with my best friend. The next 12 times occurred within the space of two weeks as I received my college decision letters.
I know that traditional wisdom dictates I’ll have to kiss a lot of frogs before I find the right person. Do I have the patience for this? Yes. Does my wallet? I’m not sure.
The only place that has more free food than Costco is college. I’m not kidding—if you know where to look, you can get at least one meal a day at no cost. Since I’m now on a serious, serious budget, I’m taking full advantage of this phenomenon and mooching as much as possible.