I'm Not Quite Dead Yet!

Remember Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail? I love that show. I feel like the guy being loaded onto the death cart...."Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!"

This isn't really a post. I mean, it is....but not really. Its a snapshot of my life at this very moment. A brief snapshot. Maybe just a snap.

Training has been rigorous, to say the least. I really couldn't live like this if there was no light at the end of the tunnel. I have truly been away from home more than I've been at home in the last month. It's no kind of life, let me tell you. I miss JeepMan. I miss my kids. I miss organization and any semblance of routine. I keep telling myself, "This is a means to an end. The end is worth it. It's tem-por-a-ry." And it is.

By the end of the month, my three week-long classes will be done. Hopefully my traveling out-of-state to train in my coworkers' territories will be coming to a close. Hopefully I will be settling into my home territory and be home evenings.

On the bright side, I'm becoming a super-genius. Ok, not genius, but I am becoming very, very knowledgable about my field. The classes I am taking are like a semester of college stuffed into a week. Seriously. And the subject matter isn't exactly intuitive. It's technical with a lot of memorization. I am expected to go forth and teach it to others. I am visiting other hospitals and learning to appreciate that there is more than one way to do what I have done for 6 years. There are many ways to arrive at the same destination.

I am learning that there must be a happy medium between the life I lived working in the hospital and the life I am currently living. I am hoping that I have chosen that life! Here's hoping....

Oh, and I am learning how bad it is to be stuck in an airport 500 miles from home at the end of a week away in the middle of one of the crappiest winters on record in the midwest praying to God that my flight isn't cancelled because I would WALK home if I could to see my kids and my husband if I had to...

Sometimes it works out fine, and sometimes you have to do some seriously creative and spontaneous super-travel-agent maneuvers; if you end up at home for the weekend - hey.

It's All Good.

To my faithful readers - thank you for your patience during this crazy time. I really miss blogging and I hope to be back in the groove soon. I haven't even had time to check out your blogs which I miss even more!! Rest assured, I have not fallen off the face of the planet, my planes haven't crashed, my body is not lying undiscovered and decomposing in some hotel room with a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door....

I'm just freakin' busy. AAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!