I miss easy. Just like everyone else, I miss those days when my parents just told me what to do. "Eat your peas." "Don't touch the car." "Stop hitting your brother. He was adopted." Okay that last one was a joke. I never hit my wittle baby brother!
I'm faced with tough decisions about work right now. I've worked so hard the last couple years to build something great that it's basically what my world centers around right now. So when it's not going as planned, or I'm given options...well, I panic. Me? Overreact? Whaaaat?! HAHA! Yeah, yeah...I overreact. I know I do. I just chalk it up to being passionate and really caring about something good. Or at least that's how I justify calling my mother five times a day and freaking out. I love you, Mudda. And dammit, Dad! You're retired! Why don't you ever answer my phone calls?!
I found another job at a small animal hospital. I wasn't getting the hours I needed at the horse hospital, and it was a little rocky from the start. The new place is a super-duper high tech, state-of-the-art specialty surgical center. It's stability, benefits, a tiny bit more money, organization... Sigh. Everything I could want in a job, right? Hmmm. So I turned in my notice at the horse hospital. They asked me to stay and try to better my schedule, but I felt like I should make the safe decision this time and move on in two weeks. Then last night I get called into an emergency horsey surgery (my FIRST!). It's crazy, frantic, there is blood everywhere, I'm dripping sweat from running around, the obscenities are flinging...and man on man, it is AWESOME. I leave at 4 AM laughing at the absurdity that is my life and fall asleep hard. When I wake up this morning, I have a message from my surgeon to call him. I panic, wondering how I messed up last night. But instead, I call and am told that the main tech is leaving the hospital and I am wanted. I'm wanted! I impressed last night. I have the makings to be an amazing nurse. I'll get guaranteed, full-time work. I'll be utilized. "Adrienne, I want you to take over and be my right hand..."
And cue, "What the hell am I supposed to do with my life?" Ever since I started this journey, I knew I wanted to work with horses. I knew it. Aside from loving them my entire life, the medicine is tricky. I find it much harder and trying than small animal medicine. But, I loved the small animal side too... I feel lucky that at least I have options right now. I know how fortunate I am to even have a job, but man...I just want easy for bit. Just a while! Mom and Dad, tell me what to do!!!
So here I am. Sitting at Starbucks. Wondering what to do, where to go, who I should be. Decisions, decisions. And to think yesterday I was wondering if I should eat pasta or not. HA! Aside from that fun, I went home for a long weekend. It was glorious. I went and explored Portland a bit last weekend. It was glorious. And my mom will be here a little over a week to visit and witness the fun that is my life right now. It shall be glorious.
I'm sorry for not updating my blog more often. It's not that I don't think about it and feel guilty, but I still basically hate writing unless it's about happy, funny stuff with strawberries and unicorns and things. I mean who doesn't love that stuff?! Either way, I'll talk about my decision on here shortly...if my head doesn't explode first. Good times!
Love ya'll.
xoxoxAC
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