Slacker

I know I said I was going to try to write once a week, but it's looking more like once a month. Oh well, I'm busy. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!

Last Saturday I took my Ell Pee In boards. Every person I talked to, I swear, was on a mission to make me nervous. "Oh, I got nervous when they scanned my hand." "I got nervous when I got my ATT." Me? I got a wee bit nervous, but mostly excited. A friend told me how to check and see if I passed because I'm too tight/broke to pay for expedited results. The cheater way was confirmed by Google and by a trusted instructor. Unofficially, I passed. Officially, I'm still waiting for the paper work. Thirty-seven more weeks and I'll be officially done with school and ready to take my Are In Boards. Three more weeks and I'll be done with this term.

I can't wait to be totally done with school so I can feel like I'm contributing something to this family. Right now it seems like my main thoughts and time are school, school work, clinicals, and tests, leaving very little time/room for other important things (hubby, sex life, work, sleep). There always seems to be time to argue though. The arguing? I hate. I hate it more than anything. I don't use the word hate loosely or often. After talking to other classmates, this seems to be a common thing. Thirty-seven more weeks. I, we, can do it. We've gone through worse and we're still here. WE CAN DO IT!

I also found out something this past month. I love working with peds. I didn't think I'd like it at first (hello overprotective guardians and whiny brats!) but I was really surprised and enjoyed myself, even if there was some crying and lots of questions (all totally justified, I might add).

Jessi's getting old. This winter hasn't been too kind to her. My poor furry baby. There are days I wish she'd just go to sleep and not wake up....for her sake and ours. I don't want to have to make the decision for her.

I'm saving the best for last. My hubby. He's working so hard to support me. A lady came in the store the other day and basically accused him of not supporting me. How dare she! He built the store with his own two hands and works in it every day to make sure I have gas money to get to school, there's food in the cat/dog bowls, and food on the table. Yeah, he's so unsupportive. Dumb bitch, get your facts straight before you come in with false accusations. He has given up SO much just so I can go to school and has put up with me through all of this. Thank you sweetheart, I will repay you, I promise :)