Monday, July 8, 2013

Que Sera, Sera

...whatever will be, will be. Doris Day sang it, and my grandma said it. All the time. I had it tattooed on my wrist when my Grandpa was in the ICU, just two days before he passed away. It means so much to me, I won't even try to express it all in words. My grandparents are in my heart all of the time, and so much of their  love and their wisdom carries me through my days.

Right now, I have 4 days left of my first level II clinicals, and next week, I begin my final 8 weeks. I'm almost done. The finish line is in sight. After these next 9 weeks, I just have to pass my boards, and I am home free. Able to finally get a job in this field I have so much love and passion for. My husband only has about 10 months left until he graduates, and he's also finally found what will fulfill him as a career. We're both so excited to start. Little by little, things have gotten easier. Now, however, we have to find a new place to live amongst all this craziness of fieldwork and dwindling funds (that'll happen when you have to pay $150 a week for gas to get to your unpaid internship) and insane 95 degree heat with wicked humidity (and of course, the air conditioning isn't working. Of course.) We've been good tenants, we were told, but the landlord has other plans for the property. Here we thought we would live in this house until we were able to buy a house.

But, as ever, I try to be positive. This house has a lot wrong with it, and they are slow to fix things. The wiring is bad. Maybe this is divine intervention.

Universe: You've had issues with the central air, the water heater, the toilets, the furnace, the washer, the dryer, the wiring, the plumbing, and the dishwasher...many of them on more than one occasion, and it always takes weeks or more to get fixed. Hey, here's an idea--find a new place to live!

Us: Huh? Nah. We're good here, thanks.

Universe: Forget it. I got this.

See, the thing is, we love where we are, we really like the school our kids go to, we have a huge yard, which we have a big wooden swing set and a sandbox in, and tons of space in the house, which has two living rooms and furniture to match it, as well as our king size bed and other massive items. And we HATE moving. Like everyone hates to move, but I feel we have a special sort of loathing for it. This will be the umpteenth time in too few years we've had to move for one reason or another. That's why we were staying put til we were ready to buy, at least one more year.

Well, here's hoping that everything really does happen for a reason. I think it'll work out--it always does. It takes sunshine and Rainy Days to make a Rainbow, right?