- the Tim Hortons about to open down the street
- my car, still chugging away even though I'm driving 40-60miles daily
- the cats running around the house during the witching hour
- being a doctor.
Things have shifted from being not-so-great-most-of-the-time to mostly-good-nearly-all-of-the-time. I think it's partly due to the independence I have as an intern (as opposed to a student) and probably has a lot to do with loving where I am, who I am working with, and knowing that I have a house and two cats to come home to at the end of the day.
This isn't to say that things are perfect - as they aren't and will probably never be. No, it is to say that there are far more good things than bad, and that feeling settled means I am better able to deal with the chaos around me. I daresay that I might actually be happy.
Medical school was a necessary evil to get to where I am now, and the jury is still out as to if it was worth it (even though things are so much better now). Knitting, and eventually spinning, helped me to stay sane(ish), but there were days when even the yarn and fiber couldn't keep me going. I am so glad to be on this side.
I promised pictures of graduation, but all of the photos seem to highlight my chin(s). I didn't get the shawl done, but have recently picked it up again and am sailing through the pattern. It's funny how a deadline used to make me focus and buckle down - now it seems to do just the opposite.
I'm also nearly done with my sock-pal's socks, and should have them in the mail by Monday. Other little projects are getting done slowly, and I'm afraid my spinning has taken a backseat. I wish I had more time, but I'm not surprised that I don't.
I haven't started blogging anywhere else, though I have a few websites "on hold." If you emailed me I'll let you know when it's up and running. (don't be surprised if it's not for awhile now, as my time will be more limited during my next few rotations...(busy = no time to get back to eveyone who has emailed me))
All in all, life is good.
(It is such a nice change.)
Thank you, from the bottom of my sock yarn stash, for helping see me to this point.