Well. Here we are. A month into 2016 and here’s what I have to show for it:
I learned that you can remove gel nail polish at home on your own. You don’t HAVE to fall into the trap of “oh I need to go into get this polish removed…so while I’m there I should probs just get them re-done”…but that will probably still happen.
We have a surplus of dips at our apartment because Super Bowl. Want to come eat chips and dip with us?
I bought a new planner, and to make myself feel more accomplished I write down things I can easily check off. Not quite to the point of “brush teeth” as a check box, but we’re getting there.
We’re adjusting to grocery shopping for both of us slowly but surely. It is shocking the amount of broccoli and brussel sprouts we eat, mostly because we eat roasted vegetables all the time all the time for every meal.
( ^ that’s to balance out the excess chips and dip)
Oof. We are nearly 2 months into intern year, and I can’t believe it.
Passage of time, y’all. It’s a real thing. Most days of this job are pretty fantastic. I’m surrounded by incredibly intelligent people who all know more than me about medicine. I’ve met some amazing patients who I want to keep visiting every day even when I’m not on their service anymore. Half of my patients so far have been babies who don’t know who I am and don’t care because I’m not the person who feeds them, but that’s fine. (more…)
Almost every summer, I would try to find a U-pick blackberry/some-berry farm nearby. In Texas. I had these wonderful memories of doing this as a kid, I think somewhere outside of Brenham (sidenote: someone send me Blue Bell). One year of my semi-adult life I was able to find a place to pick blackberries. I picked a bunch and it was awesome. But every other year, my search was futile. (more…)
Here’s a thing that no one tells you about summers in your midtwenties/summers when you’re an actual working adult: they are so busy! I actually spent four weekends away from home at the beginning of this summer. The Accountant hasn’t been home in over five weeks at this point.
What I’m trying to say is that it’s almost August and I don’t really understand how that happened because yesterday it was May I swear.
If you can’t tell, I’m kind of flying by the seat of my pants right now. You know what helps me feel in control and capable?
Spring (slash really it’s just Summer-Lite in Texas) is here!
The Accountant and I have already had to turn on our A/C. Because apparently our apartment doesn’t believe in insulation. The weather outside is the weather inside.
Anyway, even though spring/summer brings things like heat and AC and sweating, it also brings super awesome things like baseball and sundresses and fruit pies and like one week of weather where you can do activities outside and bluebonnets.
The funny thing about becoming a physician is that people never stop asking what you want to be when you grow up. It’s a normal question in high school and college – everyone gets it. Then you get to medical school, and you think, “Finally here! I’m gonna be a DOCTOR when I grow up.”