The toughest thing to adapt to when I started this internship, oddly enough, was not the work but the new home life. It was the first time that I was truly responsible for taking care of myself. The first and biggest problem that arose was food. It was the first time I realized how much time, thought and energy has to be spent to acquire three meals everyday. When I arrived in Ann Arbor for my internship, I had the first couple of days off and I spent considerable amount of time thinking about how I was going to survive. I had to think about where I was going to get my groceries from. Then I had to think about how I get to and from there since I had no car. I had to think about how much time it would take to get there. I had to learn think about how much food I could fit in my share of the fridge ( living with three other people meant that I had only a fourth of the fridge for me to go crazy.) Then there was the chore of acquiring the cooking utensils and hardware to actually cook my food. Then I had to think about how long the food would last before it went bad. Forget about the time and energy it would take to actually acquire the food, I also had to think about how I would stretch my money to make sure it covered the ten weeks I planned to live here. A word to the fledglings who are going to be in my situation: learn how to cook early on.
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