post grad part 2

In an attempt to save time, here is an edited version of an email I just sent an old friend, outlining changes and stuff:

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I'm living at my grandparents in DC and biking 5 miles along a trail into Bethesda for my job. Basically, they come up with "wellness programs" for companies and universities as part of their health benefits. Clients include AllState, Microsoft, Western Kentucky University, and McGraw-Hill Publishing. 

If the employees participate in the wellness programs, they get rewarded monetarily – its a win win. I'm in the freshly started creative team and we are branding over 50 wellness programs, as well as the "challenges" that are included in the packages. A challenge could be anything from keeping track of the  minutes you work out to what you eat to how often you meditate. All plopped into cute little themed emails, posters, websites, etc. 

The bike rides are flat and turning out to be very enjoyable – 30 minutes to work on a bike sure beats the 1.5 hours in a Metro car that I had to do while living at home. Although that Metro ride is where I read all 1000 pages of Freedom...there are pros and cons. A major con of biking is that I'm a sweaty wet mess when I arrive at the office – although it isn't too big of a deal since most people walk around in gym clothes and dip out to yoga and spin classes on their lunch breaks. Its very laid back and casual – they have giant bean bags that we can do work on and a ping pong table that is used more than it probably should be.

Its a fun job and everyone is very nice (some people are just as excited about Dexter starting back up as I am) – however I am quite literally the only one in the office who is not either married or engaged. (Okay quite literally is a tad exaggerated.) Most everyone is under 30 but they are all in a completely different stage of life. In the past week, 2 people in my "row" (not to be confused with Coach Rowe) got engaged. I am astounded. This all happened as I listened to a podcast of This American Life about a couple who was together for 13 years, decided to have a "Ramspringa" in order to sleep with other people, and consequently decided to break up. Then I live with my grandparents who have been married for 63 years. I don't know what is real and what's not! Everyone is different I guess. 

Life has kind of sped up and slowed down all at the same time. I'm looking into getting a house in Arlington with some friends, but until then (end of summer maybe) I'm content with hanging with the grandparents and just seeing friends on the weekends, its saving me money and letting me figure out this thing called "the rest of my life", which is intriguing and then very terrifying. 

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^ that's the gist of stuff right now. A little long winded but I am currently at work and sort of tired. Plus, the copy editor is WRONG about comma usage and I need to go politely battle him. I will not stand for this absurdity. Maybe I'll post some non job things later!