Jobless

I hope I am not going to be really bad at keeping up with this blogging thing already and that not posting in a while IS really just attributed to being really, really busy. Since I last wrote Sean has graduated from medical school, Brigita has gained more than half of her weight, and I am finished with my job. My last day was yesterday, and, as much as I complain, it really was a bittersweet departure. I would have been there for six years as of the end of this month! 


Yes, I have worked in multiple areas, in different positions, and on numerous floors, but I still have a bond with many of the staff and am really rather sad to be moving on, despite how exciting the change is going to be. I don't have another job lined up at the moment, so I am just trusting God that something that I can handle will be available and tolerable. I am probably going to try to work for an agency that sends nurses all around the Chicago area. I will be allowed to pick my hours, make time to care for Brigita (since Sean is going to have crazy hours), and make quite a bit more money than I would in a "real" job. I am a little scared about it, though, because this means that I will just have to jump right in to working at a facility without any sort of orientation or direction as to how to function at the hospitals where I will have to go. I feel that this is the direction that I should be taking at the moment, so I am sure that it will be fine. 


I am very excited to start this new chapter in our life, but the outlook is very scary at the same time. I always just remember what a wise nurse once told me - "nursing is nursing wherever you go...the documentation of it is the only thing that changes."

School, Packing, and Such

Today, I am officially done with school until June 21st! I will finish my degree in Chicago! It was really hard to be motivated these last few weeks (even more than usual). I felt like I had so many other things (like this, for instance) that I could be doing with my time. When I was not working on school projects, Sean and I had been looking for apartments and houses to rent and will be heading down to Chicago this weekend to, hopefully, finalize our living situation.
Last week, we went through a closet that had housed many of our most prized possessions--you know...those boxes that get carted from house to house and never really even get opened, but you couldn't possibly throw them away. We were nostalgic as we opened box after box of memories from childhood: old outfits that we used to wear years ago, notes to each other from high school, college papers and books, pictures that we hadn't looked at in a while, and all of those other random pieces of life that you accumulate over the years. 

Sean found some of his bagpiping medals from when he was quite young,

and I finally threw away my absolute favorite pair of jeans that had ripped a couple of years ago.

We managed to keep the important items and throw away a significant amount of junk. We are going to have to continue this ritual in a few other places in our townhome, but I have to admit, I rather enjoy it. I feel excited to consolidate our lives and start over again in a new place, taking along only each other and the really valuable reminiscences from the past.

"The Mouth"

Today Brigita discovered that if she jump ups and grabs the end of the toilet paper roll, she gets a new and exciting method of entertaining herself. She got bored with growling at the shower curtain and pulling it back and forth. Apparently toilet paper is just as interesting as unzipping her bed and chewing the sponge part on the inside. Good thing we bought the cheap one.

So much for baby-gating her in the bathroom when I am trying to get ready...