Billy Jo,
Happy belated holidays!
Hope you and your family are doing well… Don’t worry about not being in
touch. You have good reasons- for which
you have my sympathy. I have the
advantage of being responsible only for myself (and I don’t always do a good
job of that- So, I don’t know how you do it all!) You little girl is growing up quickly! Thank you for the pictures. She’s as adorable as ever!
I might graduate in May… IF I get 183 hour the necessary experience
at my new hospital practicum… and IF I pass my comp exams (that prove I learned
everything they taught), then I will graduate in May instead of in July. It will be a lot of work, but if I graduate
early, it’ll be worth the brief discomfort… I’ll be catching a train every
morning at 6:17 AM. My internal clock is
going to require some serious resetting.
On the bright side, I’ll get to wear scrubs every day… So, I
won’t have to worry about dry-cleaning or ironing or even matching! At my other practicum, I wasn’t even supposed
to wear sneakers.
(sigh) It’s upsetting
that after I was assigned to this hospital, I decided to move- effectively
doubling my daily commute, from 30 minutes to an hour. This is unfortunate, but I’m really happy with
my new apartment. It’s in an old garden
style building in Ardmore (where people who work in the city seem to live, if
they have money). The train station is
only a five minute walk away. Then it’s
a 20 minute ride into the city of Philadelphia… From there, I transfer to
another train and ride north thirty minutes.
The remaining mile is either an uphill walk or a bus ride, depending
upon the weather.
I was feeling stifled in my tiny studio… and MB, well, the
bad news is that his family’s business crumbled, again. The good news is that he has decided to go to
college. This was why we found an
apartment close to the city but also not far from his father’s house. In fact, his little sisters go to school a
train stop away… It’s fun having them around.
It is the first time I have played big sister.
Anyway, now we are sharing this place… something we agreed
that we were planning to do eventually. So, we just moved the timeline along a little
faster. It really wasn’t because we
wanted our relationship to be more serious.
I didn’t mean to move in with MB for convenience or to be frugal, but I
think those are just unintended benefits… MB is my best friend as well as my
boyfriend, and that helps a lot.
Today was my hospital orientation. They made us sit through four hours of safety
videos. Ugh! It’s interesting that I thought I’d be the
only student there, but instead there were two other girls from other schools
as well. My supervisor works from 7 AM
to 6 PM, and she’s says she doesn’t take a lunch. So, it’s up to me to “stay fed”. It should be an interesting few months.
I’m very tired and low on patience. I just barely missed a train that would’ve
gotten me home an hour earlier… But MB’s cooking dinner right now in our lovely
little apartment. It’s going to be
wonderful to come home to that instead of my crumby empty studio, even if it
was thirty minutes closer. It’s so nice
to be with someone who takes care of me as much as I do him.
We’re looking at the local community colleges for him. He’ll start in the summer. He’s very worried about classes- as he hasn’t
had any since high school –and then he wasn’t a very good student. But I’m confident he’ll succeed if he just
tries (instead of opting to pursue some business venture his father cooks up,
thinking it’ll make him money faster- which seems to have been the plan many
times up until now.)
But his dad has been supportive, thanking me for MB’s new
plan and telling me he knows MB wouldn’t be going to college without me—I’m
sure he has good intentions, but I’ll believe it when I see it. His dad has been burned in business enough
times to figure out his sons are the only reliable partners he can trust. He expects MB to do so many errands; chauffeuring
him to and from the airport, fixing his stepmother’s car, helping with his
step-sisters… What about when MB has a class?
Will MB tell him no?
I like MB’s family, but MB… feels more obligation to them
than I do to my family. I want a partner
who makes himself and me his priorities, but this may be a process for
him. I think it will be easier when his
sisters aren’t children anymore… I hope.
Anyway, life has been moving so quickly these past few
months. It’s been good. I get anxious once in a while, but I don’t
get anxiety or depressed. I’m going to
be crazy busy. I won’t have any time to
work at a part time job, but maybe I can graduate early and get an SLP job
sooner- that would be amazing!
It hasn’t even been two weeks that MB and I have been living
together, but already we’re noticing that we have more petty
confrontations. I told him that I didn’t
say anything about how he kept his apartment because it was his, not ours. It’s the little
things; I had laundry and asked him for his before I did the wash. Then as I was folding, all his socks were
little wet balls. Well, he likes to wait
until he’s putting them into the machine before unrolling them…
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