For many of us, our daily job responsibilities don’t end when we leave the office. With the prevalence of smart phones, tablets, laptops and wireless connectivity almost everywhere, we are expected to be on call at almost all hours of the day and night, even for issues that aren’t time-sensitive.
Here’s another reason why being an adult f**king sucks. We still love everything about music festivals – the music, the dancing, the booze, the parties – but we no longer have the stamina or the cool factor of our uber-hip-Instafabulous-20-something counterparts.
Coachella may have ended months ago, but don’t hang up your flower crowns and Indian headdresses quite yet! Even though that disaster in the desert is over, festival season is still in very much in full swing with different events happening just about every weekend through the end of the year.
Vacations are time for relaxing at the beach or exploring a new city. They’re also a time for drinking like a fish and eating rich, decadent food that we wouldn’t normally eat at home.
Staying healthy on a trip can be difficult because vacation food is so damn tasty, and traveling can interfere with our daily routines, including our workout and healthy eating habits. Some are of the mindset that vacations are just a bunch of cheat days strung together in a row, which is perfectly fine. But for me, I try to maintain some semblance of a balance between eating all of that delicious food and trying to stay healthy.
Anyone who knows me knows that I have some serious food issues. Like no joke, I should see a therapist. I think about food ALL THE TIME. I go to bed thinking about what I am going to eat for breakfast the next morning, and the only thing that gets me through the week is thinking about all of the wonderful restaurants I want to try. I literally fantasize about the grilled cheese truck while I’m working out with my trainer.
At least once a day, I find myself wondering “Why did I just eat that [cookie/cupcake/block of cheese/French Toast/ice cream, etc.]? Why. Did. I. Just Eat. That!? The feeling usually hits me when I am halfway through whatever tasty treat or delectable delicacy that I shouldn’t be eating.
Being an adult f**king sucks sometimes.
Sure, you can eat ice cream for dinner and stay up late, but can you really? Staying up late in your 20’s usually meant you were doing something totally AWESOME and insta-worthy (to add some depressing context and remind us just how old we are, Instagram didn’t even exist until I was 28).
Now, staying up past – let’s be honest – 9pm, means that I’ll be too tired go to the gym the next morning (*shudder*) and my entire next day will consist of yelling at everyone, mainlining espresso and cursing myself for binge-ing Game of Thrones the night before.(That actually sounds a lot like me even when I have had a good night’s sleep, but I digress…)
You probably landed on this page by accident, and if, by some miracle, you are still here and actually reading this post, you’re probably wondering what the hell a “Third Life Crisis” is. Here is the short answer: a “Third Life Crisis” [(thərd /līf/krī-səs), noun] is what happens during the confusing decade between your quarter-life crisis and your mid-life crisis.
It’s not a Quarter-Life Crisis…
Quarter life crises usually strike around college graduation, when bright-eyed, bushy-tailed twenty-somethings realize that it’s time to make it on their own in the real world. For many, it’s the first time they will have a real job, pay rent and do their own laundry (*shudder*) and it’s scary as f**k. They feel uncertain and scared at the prospect of having to choose a career and become truly independent for the first time in their lives.