it's a record...
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Sunday, March 16, 2008 4:15 PM
three blog posts in a week. aren't you surprised? funny thing is, i am working a lot. i just started a nine day stretch. no days off till next saturday. i am constantly on the go. i am even blogging from work. i just started a 10 hour shift, but it is super slow at the hospital today. it's sunday. i suppose even doctors want a little break! so, some things that are on my mind....
yesterday, after a long 10 hour day at work, i had to rush home and get ready for our niece's second birthday party dinner. SIL called it a "godparents' dinner". technically DH is the godfather, i am just the wife of the godfather...but i was invited anyway. annie is super cute. we love her. we have been there since day one....really, i work at the hospital where she was born. she is turning into a very cute kid, and with a firecracker personality to boot. i love it. we got her this monster bin of play-doh with plenty of tools and cookie cutters and that spaghetti maker press thing. she has just learned not to eat the play-doh. we also contributed to her stock profile. when she was just a baby, DH decided to start her in the stock market game. so, every birthday, christmas, holiday, we contribute either cash or another share of stock. i think she has some stock in apple, mattel and disney. for big birthday #2 we got her 3 shares of yahoo. DH is very serious about being godfather, and wants her to have something to her name when she turns 18.
i got a terrible email from a friend the other day. he is one of great friends from germany...one of the guys that traveled all the way to washington to be with us on our wedding day. i pinged him just to say hello, and he wrote back saying that things were very bad for him at the moment. his mom died a few days ago. she had just been diagnosed with a cerebral tumor 3 weeks (!!!) ago, and just died very quickly. she was only 45. my heart just aches for him. it is such a helpless feeling to not be near him, and there is nothing i can say to help him through this horrible tragedy. so sad. i can't even imagine. if you didn't know, i am also a palliative care/hospice pharmacist, so all of my patients are terminal...but it still hurts. and yes, everytime i see a patient below the age of 75, i think...oh my goodness, they are still so young to be dying!
i am getting into crunch time. taxes are due soon. yes, i have to pay b/c i am stupid and ignorant and i made a mistake. i am mad at myself. but at least i learned something...and i won't be making that mistake ever again. let's just say it is A LOT, and i am bitter about it. honestly, when i found out, i said to myself...oh, thank goodness i am outta this country very soon! not that this will solve anything. but when it rains, it pours..dosen't it? i mean, i am still excited that i am getting out of credit card debt next month. but in april, i have taxes, estimated taxes and a huge student loan payment due. not to mention DH needs a small loan from me, to pay off his car, so he can sell it very soon. since we aren't using his car as much, and he has his little bug, we we are just going to sell it earlier. this is a big step for DH, b/c i think it seals the deal for him on moving away.
i am sentimental about my car too. i love it. i have had my civic since 2001. it represents freedom to me, and the biggest purchase (besides my education) that i have ever made on my own. it has taken me everywhere i have wanted to go, and every mile was put there by me. i remember going to the dealership with my 2 best buddies and haggling with the salesman. it was fun. and i upgraded from a dx model to the ex model. i figured that i saved so much for it, i deserved it. when i went to pharmacy school in the city, i thought i was gonna have to sell it, and i was so upset by the idea. but i actually found a place with a garage, so i kept it afterall. so, my little car will be missed when i have to leave. i could always get another civic in nz if i wanted to!
anyhoo, i better do...something....will continue to post with all the random things that pop into my mind.