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:::yawn:::
Jul. 31st, 2005 11:49 pmIt will be August 1st in a matter of minutes, in fact, it'll probably be August 1st before I hit the update journal button. I can't believe how fast the year has flown. I've actually been in Kentucky over 13 months at this point, and how different a place it is now than when I first moved here. Well, the place isn't different, but I am, as is my place here.
~ For starters, I'm nearly 20 pounds lighter. This is good, but I've plateaued and I need to keep going.
~ Once again I'm in a financial crunch, but this time, it's one of my own making, by being a disorganized slacker and an impulse buyer, rather than there just not being enough money to go around.
~ I'm still in the same apartment, and likely will be, for at least some months to come. This is not an ideal choice, but it is a sensible one from a monetary standpoint. I have to get back on track with the funds, and then have to put aside money for security deposit, first months rent, etc.
~ I'm still single, not particularly liking it, and having at least a moderate case of relationship/marriage/baby envy, as there are times when I definitely feel like "the only single one". Not true, of course, but you know the brain, it gets silly now and again.
~ I'm still at the same job. I had expected to stay at this one for a period of time, but there were definitely moments during the course of the year where I wasn't sure it was going to fly. Granted, I haven't yet had my performance review (the department is running more than a bit late with those), but I'm not thinking that I'm in danger of being kicked out the door. I've come to really enjoy acute care PT. This is pretty much a surprise to me, because I really had expected it to be a means to an end only. I think it comes down to the fact that I'm doing something to help sick and hurting people, and really, no matter what venue, that can be rewarding. This is not to say that I don't miss my kids, because I certainly do. I miss my babies. But I know that I'll get back to them eventually, and that I'll be a better therapist at that point than I was before, or am now.
:::yawn:::
I think the diet coke in my system is letting me know that even it can't keep me awake at this point, and that it's time for bed. G'night.
~ For starters, I'm nearly 20 pounds lighter. This is good, but I've plateaued and I need to keep going.
~ Once again I'm in a financial crunch, but this time, it's one of my own making, by being a disorganized slacker and an impulse buyer, rather than there just not being enough money to go around.
~ I'm still in the same apartment, and likely will be, for at least some months to come. This is not an ideal choice, but it is a sensible one from a monetary standpoint. I have to get back on track with the funds, and then have to put aside money for security deposit, first months rent, etc.
~ I'm still single, not particularly liking it, and having at least a moderate case of relationship/marriage/baby envy, as there are times when I definitely feel like "the only single one". Not true, of course, but you know the brain, it gets silly now and again.
~ I'm still at the same job. I had expected to stay at this one for a period of time, but there were definitely moments during the course of the year where I wasn't sure it was going to fly. Granted, I haven't yet had my performance review (the department is running more than a bit late with those), but I'm not thinking that I'm in danger of being kicked out the door. I've come to really enjoy acute care PT. This is pretty much a surprise to me, because I really had expected it to be a means to an end only. I think it comes down to the fact that I'm doing something to help sick and hurting people, and really, no matter what venue, that can be rewarding. This is not to say that I don't miss my kids, because I certainly do. I miss my babies. But I know that I'll get back to them eventually, and that I'll be a better therapist at that point than I was before, or am now.
:::yawn:::
I think the diet coke in my system is letting me know that even it can't keep me awake at this point, and that it's time for bed. G'night.
