GoodOlDays

Three weeks ago I sat on my couch all weekend, ate ramen for 3 days in a row, and perused the Lilly Pulitzer website as I planned for the week ahead of me in Vegas. I sat there with my credit card in hand and actually said out loud, “What is wrong with this picture.” As I continued to type in my credit card info and make my purchase I realized, “these are the good ol’ days” that my parents have told me oh so much about.

My parents always told me about the summers they spent partying in the Hamptons, the trouble they got into while vacationing, and the memories that will last a lifetime with friends that today I call aunt and uncle. Recalling these stories I realized that they all happened while in their twenties and they never mentioned what they ate for dinner. I realized that giving a little (eating ramen), gives you a whole lot.

So what does, “The Good Ol’ Days Mean?” It means you start to have “pinch me” moments and since moving to NYC about a year ago I have had plenty to count. No, I did not run into any celebrities or find myself partying  with the latest socialites. I found myself living in a high rise in Midtown Manhattan: PINCH ME! I’ve met Sex And The City-esque girlfriends, the ones that text you at 5pm. telling you its a margarita kind of day: PINCH ME! I have had my sorority sisters text me on a Monday casually mentioning a trip to Vegas and by Wednesday airfare was booked: PINCH ME! I get to sit at my desk at one of New York’s most renowned advertising agency and get paid to what everyone else does for fun, sipping a beer may I add: PINCH ME!

Seriously, I can go on and on about how the last year has far surpassed my expectations of post-grad life. However, this is not the only thing that goes into “The Good Ol’ Days,” it also takes some struggles. Like I mentioned above you may have to eat ramen for a few weeks to make sure you have enough to spend in Vegas. You may have to stay at work until 10 pm. because your the new guy and that is just how it works. Date nights may be few and far between. BUT when your bank account is reaching empty you realize that this is the one time in your life that all of your money that you make each day build the life that you want to live.

The last component of living “The Good Ol’ Days” is finally being you. In college I always worried what people thought of of me but since graduating I feel as if I have become a new person. A person who is focused on living a blissful life. So when push comes to shove, living “The Good Ol’ Days” means living a blissful life and doing anything in your power to get yourself there.