Oh my goodness you guys, work has been crazy. There's nothing like billing 10+ hours a day to make you freak out about your husband's impending new job that is 30 miles away and will change your whole routine of coming home at 6, eating a family dinner that your husband prepared and had ready at 6:01, putting the children to bed at 7:30 while your husband cleans up the whole kitchen, and going back to work at 7:31 because all other household chores were completed by your husband while you were at work. My brief role as a 1950's working man with a stay at home spouse (a stay at home spouse with both kids in full-time daycare so s/he is still cheerful and full of energy at the end of the day and is able to get everything done including working out for 2 hours so s/he looks quite hot) is about to come to a screeching halt. A halt I really am quite excited about, particularly as I realized we can have ALL my high-interest law school loans paid off in 15 months, but which still sends me into a bit of a panic in light of my current case load. His job begins on June 6th.
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Two days ago JP and I were watching the kids play together after dinner. Upon surveying the sweet scene, JP said, "see, doesn't that make you want another one?" just as I was about to say, "isn't that perfect? why would we mess this up with another one?" Obviously, we remain undecided (or really, decided, but not in agreement) on that particular issue.
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I drove to San Antonio to collect documents at the UT medical school there. The whole drive back I drafted my admissions essay to medical school in my head.
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Last night JP and I went out on a date after the kids went to bed to celebrate his new job. I wore a super cute BCBG dress I bought 6 years ago and re-discovered in the back of my closet during my great closet clean-out 3 weeks ago with 4" spike black heels. I neither looked nor felt like an exhausted, overworked mommy of two. We went to Moonshine, one of my very favorite restaurants in Austin (order the cornbread stuffed trout, it's ridiculous), and despite having skipped lunch and never drinking liquor unless it's in a frozen margarita, I thought that 3 cucumber cosmo martinis would be an excellent idea. The good news is that I ate enough food to remain merely "pleasantly drunk" and avoid being sick; the bad news is my headache was so bad by 3 a.m. that it woke me up from a very deep sleep. But that the 3 a.m. wake-up took me back to good news because I drank a large glass of water and woke up feeling fine four hours later- it's been a lovely Saturday ever since.
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Saturday, May 21, 2011
Posts I Didn't Finish from the Past Week
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Long time lurked here. medical school? When did that happen? I've known a few docs become lawyers but never the other way round. Interesting! Tell us more. please.
ReplyDeleteHa, it probably won't happen, but I was pre-med all of undergrad and always assumed I'd go to med school. I took all the pre-reqs, including 8 hours each my personal nemeses of organic chem and biochem, and took the MCAT prep class, but then at the last minute I switched my MCAT ticket for an LSAT ticket and the rest is history.
ReplyDeleteI'm happy with my decision, but every now and then I wonder...
I work (as a lawyer at a nonprofit) with a doctor who went to law school--and, like me, did a dual degree in urban planning--but who practiced for 2 years before med school. She is a primary care doctor for low-income people and seems to be very happy.
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