The latest buzz
so, i just found out yesterday that i am probably going to have to get my butt to Oklahoma City to start clinical rotations the first Monday in August.
exciting stuff! yay! awesome!
unfortunately, the first Monday morning in August starts a mere 36 hours after our wedding.
hm.
so now i have a super important exam to prepare for, a wedding to plan, immunization forms to fill, titer results to document, police background checks to file, passport photos to take, student loan paperwork to submit, apartment-hunting to conduct, and all of my personal belongings (and Maddy!) to pack up. in about 7 weeks.
my head could explode at any moment.
but i’m trying to remember to stop and smell the flowers along the way. and i’m not spending a minute taking any of my wonderful blessings for granted. it’s so amazing the way Life plans Stuff to work out in spite of our best laid plans or intentions. if this is the way it’s meant to be, then i’m excited to roll with the punches.
still. head exploding is a real risk in the next couple of months.
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June 10th, 2009 at 1:16 pm
:-) its good news though, yes! just remember to breathe and its all doable.
i shot a wedding last august for a bride and groom who were moving to a new city the day after the day of their wedding and they survived it all and had a great time on their wedding day and she was working full time and looking for an apartment and planning a wedding all the month before because they didn’t also didn’t find out that he was accepted into his program until less than a month before they were to be married.
and suddenly .. my life seems pretty breezy, tee hee
the roses are blooming and you are living your beautiful dream full of beauty and love, what could be better? hugs and love beautiful, xox
June 10th, 2009 at 1:19 pm
Reminds me of realizing I’d be arriving home from our honeymoon and getting on a plane 15 hours later to kick off “the summer Jen wasn’t actually home.”
I don’t envy you ;)
Then again, it *is* a list-maker’s nirvana! Hopefully you have some awfully lovely stationery to see you through!
June 10th, 2009 at 1:48 pm
remember, you could elope. :)
BB, the former wedding organist
June 10th, 2009 at 2:36 pm
You’ll manage it… It is surprising how everything works out in the end despite and inspite of planning.
Speaking from experience ;) x
June 10th, 2009 at 4:02 pm
I believe we are only dealt as much as we can handle :) It is a lot but we all know you will shine through.
Glad to see you are still thankful for the little things in life and remembering to take a day at a time.
…deep yogic breaths…
June 10th, 2009 at 5:10 pm
Well, there you go, no more deliberating over where to go for your honeymoon.
You’ll sort it out. I know you will.
June 10th, 2009 at 6:50 pm
You can do it! *hug*
June 10th, 2009 at 6:50 pm
Meh…just a bump in the road. :-) You and B can handle it. :-D
June 10th, 2009 at 7:35 pm
Jennifer, you know how much I love watching you work, but I’ve got my country’s 500th anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, my wife to murder, and Gilder to frame for it. I’m swamped!
June 11th, 2009 at 1:01 am
at least you’re trained to pack and go – you know what to do :) just focus on your daily schedule :) Elif, xox
June 11th, 2009 at 6:20 am
I will take care of the apartment, the wedding and school you are on your own : P I have my own “fake” exam to worry about ; ) I think you are doing great babe and you know I am always here to help in anyway possible!!
June 11th, 2009 at 1:11 pm
Honeymoon at Woolaroc!
Or maybe a long weekend in Eureka Springs, AR. It’s doable.
June 12th, 2009 at 11:10 am
Yay! That’s great news but made me a little frantic just thinking about it.
I may be able to help- OKC is just 3hrs from me and I will be apt. hunting there too. Start with Craigslist!
June 15th, 2009 at 4:05 pm
damn I had still been hoping for baltimore…
July 1st, 2009 at 9:57 pm
Hey! Did you know that Oklahoma has a county called Canadian?!?!? Fate, I tell ya!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canadian_County,_Oklahoma