OK, so back on track....uh...I'll start our with two weeks of 8 hour class room days, going over skills and and stuff. Then I'll move on to 12 hour days three days a week for General Hospital Orientation, stuff like skill training, such as monitoring the cardiac monitor rhythms, ED experience (for blood draws and IV starts), stuff like that. Then, after that, I'd start the 3 month orientation on the floor. It's a cardiac monitoring floor, stuff from atrial fibrilation, to post-heart cath patients. I'm supposed to 'review my options (what options??) and call them back in a few days. I remember another thing...I wouldn't start until January 7th, which is something I've been praying for. I don't want to have to start a new job right after i get back from our honeymoon, especially one that's going to be a dump-load of information into my brain. I'm sure I'll still be reeling from the honeymoon, and will miss about 90% of it all anyways. On the downside, I'll have been out of work for about a month. But Mark and I think, that if I don't...spend....any....money....(I just about die at that thought!) we can make it (I think we talked about it, didn't we, honey?). That'll give me time to make the sparse apartment homey for when Mark comes home from work :)
What else...what else...what else...(various movie lines are flashing through my mind, but I'll refrain from quoting a whole scene)...OH! Mark and I have receive two actual wedding presents so (in addition to some money, and a gift card, but I mean, when some one asks, let me see your wedding presents, you don't go pull out checks and cash and gift cards. But, most assuredly, they're in no wise less desireable!). One is a clock, a beautiful clock, from Mark's cousin Marilyn and her husband Karl. The other is a nice salt and pepper shaker set.
AND....I bought curtain rods for some curtains I got for my birthday a few weeks ago. So, aside from the bachelor-type decorating of the apartment, it's got potential :) I brought some of my clothes over there, so I don't have to worry about bringing it all at once. As I was packing up my clothes, my sister Bethany was lamenting over the fact that her closet is now almost empty and she doesn't have any clothes to borrow. Rebekah's are too small, and Sarah's are too small. I mean, Rebekah's are too big...Mom's are...well...there's little of Mom's that Bethany borrows. Not for any reason, except that they have different taste...and age group ideas, also.
I think I've written enough for several weeks of silence! This weekend is my bridal shower, and a bridal party that I'm hosting for my bridesmaids, flower girl, and ring boy. We're going to Build-A-Bear Workshop, and I'm going to make us matching shirts that give away our titles, and I'm going to wear my "BRIDE" hat, and I'm going to enjoy the comments of "oh you're getting married!!"
Which reminds me, I dropped my dress off at the taylors for altering and hemming and stuff like that. Well, my bridesmaids also had theirs there to get fitted and straps attached. There's three of them (right then with me was three of them) and only one dressing room. So while they took their time dressing and undressing, I stood to the side and watched them get fitted, with my veil on, to complete the look. I relished the comments of passer-byers, comments like "oh, look at the bride," "her dress is so pretty," "someones getting married!" As for the fitting, Bethany's dress is the only that didn't have to be taken in. But Sarah's, which I'm surprised up, was able to stay up (although barely, but that's a big improvement since we bought them!). We go back for another try-on on December 5th, my big brother's birthday. Speaking of such, I need to find him something. But, alas, 'tis bed time for my poor tired body, I've had a stressful day. Good night to all, and to all, a good night!
