Sprint to the finish

Oh boy, what a month it has been.  John and I just went a 6 day stretch with only seeing each other for a total of 2 hours, funny considering we do still live in the same apartment.  I have been working a butt load of OT over these last couple weeks and John, who thought his exam was in one week instead of two, has been putting in double duty with the books.  I have to keep reminding myself that all this hard work will pay off one day but when we are in the thick of things it is hard to remember.  In the past month we have gone looking at a bunch of houses (one sounds very promising), I ran my first 5K in 6 years, working all the fun OT, John had a cardio exam, prepping for a respiratory final, tons of silly papers, Easter with both families, but there is a light at the end of a long tunnel.  In just 4 more weeks we will hopefully have a new place to live, our first anniversary, John has his respiratory final, synthesis final (no clue what that is).  But after all this craziness John will be off until June 18th!!

So I did it, I ran in my first 5k in 6 years.  There was a time, I call it before John, when I actually ran pretty regularly.  When we started dating we would frequently try to run together, what a good joke.  John, having a quality 12 inches on me was running way a head of me, frequently leaving me behind, and sometimes, running circles around me.  Fun I know.  Not to place blame on anyone, but subsequently I stopped running.  I signed up for the race with a goal to just finish but through my couple weeks of training my goal went from just to finish to running the whole thing, to running it under 30.  I am not sure what my time was yet but either way I am proud of myself.  I set a goal, pushed myself, and have a new found desire to keep challenging myself.
I was talking to my older sister about this and somehow we started talking about the awesome topic of work.  She had asked me what profession I would work in if education and money were not an issue.  We went back and forth discussing various options, event coordinating, PR, accountant, coffee shop owner.  I realized through our conversation that none of those would have any effect on who I am as a person, I would not feel any better about myself, I would not enjoy waking up for work any more.  I have always set a goal for myself of going back to school, doing something different with my life.  Part of me is afraid I would be selling myself short if I don't.  But I like my job, I feel needed when I am there and love being home when I am not.  I only work 3 days a week so even with a family it is one of the least intrusive hours you could ask for.  Yes, I hate working holiday's and weekends and I look forward to a time when I can say goodbye to night shift, but its only 3 days.  I know that if I did set a goal for myself I would accomplish it but for now I am happy and looking forward to the challenge of another race.