Goodbye Insurance

So I officially put in my two weeks at work today. Goodbye insurance, hello next step to my new life.

I went for a job interview this morning, and they hired me. My interview was only 15 minutes long, and the hiring manager told me that I was the only person he's ever hired on the spot like that. (The only reason I mention this is because it made me feel pretty awesome. lol)

So I put in my two weeks, and I'm starting my new job this Saturday. I'm obviously going to have limited hours at my new job during that two week period. It would be pretty difficult to work two full time jobs at the same time when they're over an hour away from each other.

But this new job is only 10 minutes away from the Old House, so once I live there it'll be pretty convenient.

I am so, so ready for a change in my life.

And now on a similar note, a little something for us all to keep in mind.

Complain complain, and blah blah blah

Yesterday I got sent home from work because I'd lost my voice. It's much better now, but yesterday I sounded horrible. Unfortunately there isn't really anything that I can do at work with no voice, considering the fact that I just take phone calls all day. So shortly after arriving at work, I was off again.
Since I felt completely fine (other than a slight sore throat) I decided that I was not going to waste my day off. So I drove to my old college to visit my boyfriend, and my friends who still attend there.
Boy do I miss being at school. I had forgotten what it felt like to be so carefree. We just hung out in the dorms, went to dinner, and then I went to watch everyone play an intramural basketball game.
As I sat on the floor of the gym, and looked around at all the people playing, and running, or just sitting in the cafe, and the lounges talking and watching tv, I had the crushing feeling that my life will never be like that again. All the memories of living on campus and living that life every day came rushing back, and it made me incredibly sad.
I just want that life again so badly. I want to be able to see my friends every day, and spend time with them, even if we're just sitting around doing nothing. I am just so miserable working 8 1/2 hours a day, and hour and a half away from all the people I want to be spending my time with. I don't even get out of work early enough that I'm able to see anyone during the week. I know this is what life is, but it just feels a little unfair that I wasn't able to stay at college for my full 4 years. I would just like to be able to have that time like all of my friends do.

Some day I'm going to go back to school. Or at least find a job that will make me happy, and allow me enough free time to be able to see my friends, and my boyfriend, and give me a little bit of time to have hobbies. I just need work to not be the only thing in my life.

I am a Robot

Every day, I wake up at the same time. I walk the dog, fill the wood furnace, shower, and go to work. I sit at my desk for 8 1/2 hours and take the same exact call 60 times in a row. I work until 9:00pm  drive 45 minutes home, walk the dog, fill the wood furnace, and go to bed.

This is my life.

I work, I sleep, I work, I sleep.

Some people have suggested what they believe to be a simple fix. "Why don't you just wake up earlier and do something you enjoy." "Get a hobby or something."
Easier said than done. I actually do have a couple hobbies. I'm just too drained from work to do anything when I get home other than sit in bed, drink some tea, jot down a few of my thoughts here, and then go to sleep.
I do not wake up early, and the reason for this is because I'm 21. Still practically a teenager, I haven't become a morning person yet. Considering the fact that I don't get home from work until 10 or 10:30 makes me feel like it's okay to sleep until 10 the next morning.

I wouldn't mind my routine as much if my work day weren't so repetitive.
You know when you call in to your insurance company because your premium increased, and you're upset about it, and all you want to do is yell at someone (it's okay to admit it. We've all felt this way)
I'm the person on the other line who takes the blame, apologizes for something I have no control over, and then does the best I can to save you money . But what you don't know, is that as soon as I hang up the phone with you, another call comes in, and I start the whole process over again.

This is why I am a robot. I say the same sentences over and over like I'm programmed to respond with only select phrases.

I need a job with projects. I need to be able to have a project that I can work on, think about, be creative with, and then when it's over, I can start a new project.

This is why I need to be a wedding planner. One wedding after another, but each is different, and each allows me to be creative and spend time working on something that is going to make someone's day beautiful.

Is it possible to have a mid-life crisis this young?

I am turning 21 in approximately 12 days, though I might as well be 30.

This is me.

My name is Siobhan (pronounced Shavon for those who don’t know Gaelic) I’m a licensed insurance agent for one of the top insurance companies in the country. I work full time to support myself, my full-time student roommate, a slightly brain-damaged dog, and an unknowingly pregnant cat that we adopted (Ms. preggers soon became 1 momma cat and 5 adorable babies.)

2 of the 5

We’re a unique family.

With my 21^st birthday approaching, I've realized how very young I really am.

People at work are constantly surprised when they find out that I’m younger than 25. The youngest of my co-workers is 28. Now that 7 or 8 years may seem like nothing to some but let me put it in to perspective.

These people graduated from high school in 2002 or earlier. At that time, I was in 5^th grade.

When they were graduating college, I was in my very first year of high school.

When I graduated from high school in 2009, they were celebrating 5^th and 6^th year wedding anniversaries, and the 1^st birthdays of their second child.

One year ago, I was still technically a teenager.

30 years of age is definitely not old, but I’m still almost 10 years away from that. It’s too soon for me to be settling into a career. Especially one as boring as insurance (no offence to the insurance enthusiasts out there)

So I've decided to change my life. If I’m going to be 30 years old, it’s going to be a 30 that I’m happy with. I’m done settling.

So with the start of the new year, comes the start of a new adventure for me. I’d love to tell you that I’m going to travel, or go back to school, or do something exciting, but unfortunately for me I have bills to pay, and no money for much else.

Instead I’m going to focus on creating a life for myself that will make me happy. Throughout this blog, I'm going to post about my road to happiness, beautiful thoughts, and inspirations, and hopefully one day very soon I will be living a beautiful, happy life.