For those who know me, you see I wear glasses every day. Well, I do have contacts but I’m not a big fan of them. They dry out quickly, they blur, and sometimes when I go to take them out I seem to scratch my eyeball somehow. So I’ll take a hard pass on contacts unless absolutely necessary.

I don’t just wear glasses though because I hate contacts. (confession: when I write it’s usually word vomit straight from brain to keyboard so I can’t hold back my feelings, even if I sound crazy in this next sentence) I wear glasses all day long for that moment at the end of the day when I get to take them off.

Do you know what I mean?

Silly, I know, yet so true. I tolerate circle frames and that nervous twitch I have to readjust them every day to bask in those minutes post-glasses removal. It’s the moment when I take my glasses off I truly cherish because it doesn’t matter if I can see clearly anymore. I don’t have to focus on anything for hours – I can let my brain and eyes rest from the strain I’ve put on them when I’m away. I can take my glasses off knowing I’ve had another day well spent.

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It’s been two weeks since I made my way up into the full time working world. That’s right, 9am-5pm I can typically be found in my cubicle, at my desk.

Ironic, yah?

It’s like I’m living another person’s life. I was the one bucking the system, sticking my nose up to the idea of financial stability, business casual dress – or really anything besides yoga pants, and breaks around the water cooler.

And here I find myself doing just that.

It hasn’t exactly been the weekdays I’ve daydreamed about – adventuring around and getting to take mid-morning brunches just because, especially since I’m making the transition from caramel macchiatos to clients and conference calls.

Yes, it’s different and scares the bajesus out of me. I don’t know how to be an adult! I don’t know how to be a project manager. I’m basically still an infant.

For some reason though there are people out there who trust me to do this job, who trust me to oversee projects and be coworkers with people twice my age. This job is not what I imagined but it’s also oddly comforting.

It’s comforting to have stability and a cubicle I can call my own. I’m becoming more confident in this role I never thought I would hold.

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The other comforting part? Every night when it’s that time, you know – that time – I take my glasses off knowing I accomplished something good that day. It may have been exhausting and I may have gotten that 2pm slump I hear people on TV talk about, yet I got out there and tried.

I make the choice to put my glasses ON every day and concentrate, focus on this thing we call life and that includes the work part of it.

So it’s been the past two weeks that I’ve slipped my glasses off with ease and a grin because I’ve found that sometimes the places in life we never thought we would make it to are actually within reach.