Oh so tired. Everytime I sit down to blog, I am too tired to collect my thoughts and try to rationally organize them into a readable format.
Part of that is being 8 months pregnant.
The other part is being so tired of residency.
I officially have 10 months left as a resident's wife.
I love where we live. I am so glad I've had the opportunity in my life to spend 3 years on the seashore. My kids have loved every second of it.
What exhausts my mind is constantly being short on money. Trying to get blood from turnips. There is just too much month for the money, each and every month.
I am aching for relief.
We are anticipating our move at the end of residency with mixed feelings.
I am trying to figure out how to take -nothing- and move our family of 6 to Washington DC for fellowship.
My hubby is so excited to be a fellow and thinks -very little- and stresses -none- about how this is going to happen. Of course he doesn't stress, because he knows that he can go about his business and my stressing will eventually result in my coming up with a solution. It always does.
We decided at the start of residency that we didn't want to take out any more loans. We took out lots during medical school. Our other friends here HAVE taken out loans during residency and they never seem stressed or strapped like I feel. We ended up so behind at one point that Chad eventually went to his family for a loan. It got us part way out of the hole, but I'm striving to dig us out the rest of the way in time to save some money for the move.
I think it has just come down to being over it. Over residency that is. Only 10 months premature.