Freaking out about where we’re going to live once we get to Minnesota. Tonight while looking at apartment websites I noticed that some of them have Google reviews or Apartmentratings.com reviews and I made the colossal mistake of actually reading them. Holy moley! Some of these places sound downright terrible even though they look perfectly nice. Now I’m absolutely convinced we’re going to be miserable wherever we end up and I’m starting to think a cardboard box near campus sounds like a pretty good idea!
Packing up all my worldly possessions isn’t taking quite as long as I thought it would, and it’s been really nice to toss a bunch of crap that has been holed up in this apartment for too long. Moving really does make you stop and think “Do I really want to drag this 2,000 miles?”
Wondering if I’ll ever finish my pre-reqs for the Nutrition program. I feel like I’m going to be in school longer than most doctors and even though I know this is what I want to do, it can be a little discouraging at times to know how long it will take.
Thinking about what life would be like if I hadn’t lost my job in PR or quit working at DiabetesMine. I wouldn’t be in school and we wouldn’t be so dirt poor. Would I still be living in Manhattan if I’d tried harder at PR? Would we be on our way to buying a house here in Westchester if I hadn’t gone back to school? No one know and as Erik lovingly reminds me, I hated PR and I really wanted to be a CDE, even if it means not living the New York dream. I really wanted to be the kind of person who could have the New York dream and I think it will always nag me a little that it didn’t work out.
Plotting all the places we can travel now that we’re not paying the exorbitant cost of living in the NYC area. No matter how expensive you think it is, it’s worse. The amount of money we spend to live is ridiculous. As I told my friend Victoria yesterday, the only place we can afford to travel to is New York City. I’m really looking forward to having a little bit of extra money to save toward our long-awaited European dream vacation. I’m thinking Italy…
Loving all the possibilities that life has before us, but also a little wistful at the things we shall be leaving behind.