well i have everything prepared for tomorrow.  got the coffee timer set, my scrubs are ironed, my stuff is packed, i have all the forms signed and ready to be handed. i even prepared lunch! i have to be in the office by 7, i guess they start their surgery early.  i should be sleeping but i can't. i know it sounds stupid but i'm getting you know- anxious and a little nervous.  i mean i can't really ask for a better situation.  my manager is a former coworker and the doctor is my friend.  i have to start calling her doctor instead of by her first name. hope i don't slip.  still, there are other people i have to get along with like the surgeon and the other techs.  i'm 24 years old but i still feel like a kid.  like i'm not prepared or something to be "adult" or whatever.  maybe you never really do feel prepared you just do it-just something that happens.  i can't believe it's already been 2 years since i graduated college.  this is not where i pictured myself, however i'm working on it.  and i believe things happen for a reason.  i don't know.  i'm hoping i made the right decision to go to this job.  i had it pretty good where i worked before but i needed a change, and you know- more money hehe.  but with me going to school and trying to get into a program next year a part of me thinks i should've just stayed where i was at.  it's definately going to be more challenging this time. for a number or reasons. i have to do it whether i like it or not.  uggh i don't know how i'm going to sleep.  i don't feel even a little sleepy.  maybe i should fold laundry.  boring. 

so chicago isn't too far away.  end of june we're leaving and i'm really looking forward to it.  and we also happen to be going during taste of chicago. definately my kind of event!  it's going to be the first trip where it's all the siblings.  so it should be nice. 

i really should be doing my critical review for developmental psychology but i decided to blog since i haven't done it in a while.  i wonder if people even read this anymore. 

so my last day at the job was yesterday and i got a little sad.  there really wasn't anything wrong with the job but i've decided to move on and see how it is to work in another place.  the doc gave me a hug and he predicts that in six months i'll be back.  it really meant a lot to me that he left the door open to come back if things didn't work out at the other place.  i did a lot of growing up working there.  it was my first real job with actual serious responsibility.  and i worked with really great people and pretty much went to school there.  what i mean is- some people go to school to be an ophthalmic tech but the doctor allowed me to learn on the job and i'll always be thankful for that. so we ended by going to blue martini and having a couple of drinks with the coworkers.  i made some good friends there. 

so the plan is to work my butt off and save as much money as i can.  so i've pretty much decided that optometry is not what i really want to do.  it's a great field but for my own reasons decided to do something else.  i get a little sad when i think about all the work i did and how far i got to then decide no.  when i went to the interview at nova and actually saw the school i was so tempted to just jump right into it.  but then i decided that i want to do nursing.  so the goal now is to finish up my pre-reqs which will be done by this summer and then do my gre and hopefully get into a direct entry graduate program. so it's pretty much school, work and save money, get into a school and travel until i enroll (assuming i get into a program). 

so life is pretty good.  things are working out and taking its place.  i'm excited about the job and it'll be nice to have a fresh start.