What day is it?

Sitting at home on my ample arse... I have come to realize that I am already starting to have trouble figuring out what day it is. Thank goodness for the lower left corner of my computer screen- or the monkees would be stranded at practice, dropped off at school too early (or late!) appointments would be missed and I would feel like an even bigger waste of space than I do already.

I escaped to Borders last night to search for a NCLEX (nursing Boards exam) review book. I figured buying the book and having it in my physical presence would help me feel like I had some sort of control over the scary test experience. After I spent $60 bucks on it (and another $40 on "fun books" to bribe myself into studying with) the confidence I was hoping to buy.... still no where to be found.

The run for the Borders was perfectly timed though- I ran into my fellow graduate (and anxiety riddled buddy) doing the same thing. Ahhh stress is what brings us together... crippling fear keeps us huddled together.

I did manage to be social enough (from my couch in my PJs at 3 in the afternoon) to make a tentitive coffee date for Thursday... I havent gotten to visit with her in a year. Yea- I can do that :)

Another Monday~

Back to the blog. I am more than a little out of practice- (and I just watched Julie/ Julia) so the blogging bug is back.

And without the semi constant grown-up people interaction I have become accustomed to- I am a wee bit lonely. Stir crazy. Lost. Maybe talking to myself (or to you!!) will help me maintain some shred of sanity.

Maybe.

THIS will give me a little but of daily responsibility. Some structure in my suddenly unstructured existence. Something to check off of the ever present "list."

Ahhhh. now what to write about??

Wow~

Somehow- I actually did it. I survived 2 years of kids, family drama, and full time nursing school. Wow.

I couldn't have done it without a LOT of help from my friends and my family- and the poor little kiddies having to go to bed early so I could cram in an hour or two of studying. I was very lucky to have been in the class I was in- they are some of the best people I know... AND you all are LUCKY to have nurses like us, be there to take care of you!

So now that the shock of the accomplishment is wearing off- and before I dive back into the books so I can study for the State Boards- I am trying to figure out what to do with myself. And who am I anyway if Im not the over scheduled, sleep deprived, running out the door for a 12 hours hospital shift... if Im not doing those things?

Never a dull moment- but I keep thinking I should be working on 12 simultaneous projects... just to feel "normal."

But I think I need (deserve) an nap first- don't you? :)

Graduation~

2 years that have seemed to take a lifetime. BUT its almost over. Today was the last day of Community Health- and soon practicum will start. I have been getting some crap about slacking on this site, but DEAL WITH IT!! :) I've been a bit busy. LOL. hahahaha ... yeaa... There is a lot I have completed, more I need to do. TONS of things I WANT to do... Soon People Soon. Thanks for hanging in there- May 2, 2010 can't come soon enough. I might even have a chance to get to know all those short people who live in my house. Maybe. They are kinda weird.

Thanksgiving Vacation??

Why is it that on my "vacation week" I have more to do than on the non-vacation weeks?

That just don't seem right!!

I have more school work to finish up, loose ends to tie up, way too much food to eat than I ought to :)

But its still vacation if I can do most of it in my pajamas, right?

Elizabethtown

I found a new favorite movie... And have completely fallen in love with the soundtrack.

Santa... if your reading... :)

The good life~

Yesterday I had an anxiety attack. Actually a couple of them. And my friends were there for me, even with out me having to ask- they were just there.

Again. Like always. I should realize that by now.

But it still amazes me that I can actually count on people. I seem to try so hard to do it all on my own, afraid that if I don't do it, it won't happen. I really should know better- some of these Ladies I have come to depend on have become some of the best friends I have ever known. I know I would do anything for them, and they have proven (time and time, crisis after crisis) that they are there for me too.

I guess old habits die hard.

To say I feel lucky. Blessed. Honored. Is like saying that the sun is a little bright, that water is a little wet, and that I have a "few" kids.

So bring it on world... (not really, please!!) but if it does I know that I can deal. I am not alone, and that my Ladies are there for me. It will be ok.