Stop Dwelling: Time Waits On No Mortal

February 08, 2019 by Cazey Williams in Uncategorized

I woke up thinking the day would be okay. I had no urgent emails, and from bed, I posted a photo to Instagram - part of my morning ritual. I then made it to the bathroom where I spent too much time peeing because my friend posted an interesting article on Facebook.

The night before I had PB&J, which seemed fitting for Hump Day Eve. Basically, a concessionary meal that we're almost halfway through the week; no need to exert energy that I'll need to get through tomorrow. I dipped my sandwich in milk that I poured into a glass tumbler. I hung the tumbler on the drying rack afterward, because the dishwasher was running.

The Stress of a First Massage

November 07, 2017 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's

I always wanted to get a massage. This may surprise some people because I don’t like being touched. But I am receptive to touch if a.) I know it’s coming and b.) it’s deep pressure. In theory, massages would meet these criteria.

But, also in theory, massages are expensive. I have not shopped around a lot for a massage, but one time I saw a Groupon for $60 for a 90-minute session. I mean, that seems like a deal, but it’s also like paying someone 66 cents a minute to touch you. Which seems steep. I could pay $3 to enjoy coffee for 30 minutes. That’s 10 cents a minute! I think it’s even cheaper in Amsterdam.

I've been meditating and it's stressing me out

February 02, 2016 by Sara Woznicki in Sara's Column, Life In Your 20's

I downloaded Headspace a few months ago because I thought it would help me de-stress. I thought this would help me de-stress because that's the point of meditating. However, the running feed in my head has made mediating anything but relaxing.

The app itself is rather nice. It's a British man who talks you through 10 minutes-a-day meditation sessions. He sounds like a lovely guy, and the thought about meditating for 10 minutes every day is a good idea. I haven't committed to doing it every day, and I've only done it five times not consecutively.

Aerial Anxiety

January 27, 2015 by Sara Woznicki in Life In Your 20's, life lessons, Sara's Column, Tweets and Mascara

Sometimes I'm convinced that I can make an everyday event a total nail biter. Like that time I needed to fly home. The anxiety started the moment I needed to buy a ticket. Fun fact: trying to fly out of Richmond sucks. You can't just fly from Richmond to your destination. No, you need to fly several hours out of your way to make it home. And on top of that, there's millions of options to select from. After stressing for several hours about when I was going to leave, I finally settled on Richmond to Charlotte to Connecticut. Then came the stress about navigating the airports. One of my worst qualities is my directional abilities. And by that, I mean I don't have any. So I legit studied the maps and talked it through with my more well-travelled roommates.

Anxiety in all forms

September 09, 2014 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Life In Your 20's, life lessons, Tweets and Mascara

Today I want to talk about a little known disorder that afflicts some average Americans like myself. I suffer from ABS, otherwise known as Anxious Bladder Syndrome, first described by yours truly in 2013. The primary symptom is inability to urinate when people are around.

20 Times I Knew I Must be an Adult

August 29, 2014 by Sara Woznicki in Leisure, Life In Your 20's, life lessons, Sara's Column, Tweets and Mascara, Young Professionalism

Here's a non-exhaustive list of times the thought, "So this is adulthood," struck me pretty strong. Without further adieu, in no particular order:

Scheduling my own doctor's appointment and having to fill out all that obnoxious paperwork.
Going pants shopping and purchasing them from the women's section instead of the junior's section.
Buying the women's jeans and being excited about how well they fit and how much coverage they provide.
Wanting sneakers at Firefly, despite them not going with my outfit. However, I still packed like a kid and went with the cute shoes instead.
Having people trust me enough to work from home.
Dealing with the bullshit that is car trouble. Times three.
Having to request time off to go home (well, now my parent's house I guess) and not just being assigned a time to leave (like college breaks).
Needing to recruit a chaperone when I needed my wisdom teeth out, rather than just having my mom around for it.
Giving a presentation about my job and being thought of as the "professional opinion." Then doing a good enough job to be asked to do it several times more.
Handing out business cards.
Being included on a recipe email chain, and actually having something of merit to provide.
Taking over the title on my car AND paying my own insurance for it, which is also in my name.
Going to my mailbox to receive nothing but bank statements and bills, rather than care packages and holiday themed cards.
Laying in bed all night stressing about work.
Laying in bed all night and not being able to whine to my mother about it.
Things breaking around the house and not being able to just leave it for my dad to fix.
Missing holidays, birthdays and other social outings because of work.
Spending money on things freely and not feeling terribly ridden with guilt for spending my parent's money frivolously.
Filling out my own taxes (albeit with a lot of help from my dad).
Having to pack my own lunch everyday.

Were there any times that you were ever overwhelmed by feelings of adulthood? Leave 'em in the comments! :)