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Today I only worked until 12:30, yay! Actually, I was done for the day at 9:30. It is so slow at the hospital today, there are hardly any cases going on. I went down to the medical library with another student for a while to look for jobs and just hang out, but then got bored and went back upstairs. By 12, it was clear that there was nothing going on, so I went to the nurse manager and asked if I could leave early, and she said yes, woo hoo!
Tomorrow afternoon, I leave for St. Louis. It's for a family reunion, and I haven't seen a lot of these people since I was 12. A lot of my family is going, so I'll get to see my 6-month old cousin, yay! I'm very excited to go, but also very nervous. I hate flying, and the plane that I'm taking from Long Beach to Phoenix is really small, so that doesn't help. Plus, I'm flying alone, which I hate. Steve is being a big freaking wuss and he is refusing to fly and come with me. Asshole.
Speaking of Steve, we haven't been getting along very much lately, aside from him being so nice when the whole Michael Vartan thing went down. I think that part of it is because money is getting super tight, so it's creating a lot of tension in the house right now. I'm also frustrated with his lack of willingness to help out around the house. I always do laundry, and it would be really nice for him to do a load once in a while. When we were in pre-marital counseling, he said that he would never do laundry, and I said that I would never vacuum. Well guess who's doing both? Yep, me! It would also be nice for him to cook me dinner once in a while. I just feel so unappreciated.
Yesterday, he came home and told me that he was thinking of applying for an assistant director position at a community college an hour away from us. It's a good opportunity, with fewer requirements than the one he didn't qualify for at his work, and it also pays about $55,000 a year. If he were to apply and get the job, we'd also end up moving, which is fine with me, because the houses out there are nice and big. So I got a little excited about it and started talking about how we would live so close to Magic Mountain, and we could buy a nice new house, and he just got all pissed off and me and said that he shouldn't have told me. What the hell? I'm not allowed to get excited for a potentially great opportunity?! I just thought it was lame. Excuse me for getting grandiose ideas. Those who do not have dreams have nothing to look forward to.
Tomorrow afternoon, I leave for St. Louis. It's for a family reunion, and I haven't seen a lot of these people since I was 12. A lot of my family is going, so I'll get to see my 6-month old cousin, yay! I'm very excited to go, but also very nervous. I hate flying, and the plane that I'm taking from Long Beach to Phoenix is really small, so that doesn't help. Plus, I'm flying alone, which I hate. Steve is being a big freaking wuss and he is refusing to fly and come with me. Asshole.
Speaking of Steve, we haven't been getting along very much lately, aside from him being so nice when the whole Michael Vartan thing went down. I think that part of it is because money is getting super tight, so it's creating a lot of tension in the house right now. I'm also frustrated with his lack of willingness to help out around the house. I always do laundry, and it would be really nice for him to do a load once in a while. When we were in pre-marital counseling, he said that he would never do laundry, and I said that I would never vacuum. Well guess who's doing both? Yep, me! It would also be nice for him to cook me dinner once in a while. I just feel so unappreciated.
Yesterday, he came home and told me that he was thinking of applying for an assistant director position at a community college an hour away from us. It's a good opportunity, with fewer requirements than the one he didn't qualify for at his work, and it also pays about $55,000 a year. If he were to apply and get the job, we'd also end up moving, which is fine with me, because the houses out there are nice and big. So I got a little excited about it and started talking about how we would live so close to Magic Mountain, and we could buy a nice new house, and he just got all pissed off and me and said that he shouldn't have told me. What the hell? I'm not allowed to get excited for a potentially great opportunity?! I just thought it was lame. Excuse me for getting grandiose ideas. Those who do not have dreams have nothing to look forward to.
